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Manslaughter, walkin' on water I stay afloat with a note, the way a boat oughta I'm too poetically inclined, one of a kind True and divine, the genuine, breakin' a bond and gettin' mine So freeze, I'm makin' it flow with ease And droppin' the funkiest lyrics that ever been known to MC's 'Cause I can recite it fast, or even rap slow Heh, man I can just talk and my shit'll flow Because I mastered the rhythm, so when a lyric hit 'em Just the flow itself will tell you that I did 'em So let the K to the A to the N to the E Show you the meaning of real harmony As I float Float, float on Float on, float on Float, float on Float on, float on Peep this I'm always on the down-low, smooth and mild But when it's time to get wild, heh, you know my style I drop lyrics wham, bam by the gram on a jam And god, damn It's like a disaster that nobody goes after Rappers turn ghost like Casper 'Cause battlin' me, you'd only meet your fate You'd probably come out better tryin' to fight in Kuwait To be smart, would be not to start Not even The Wiz can give you that much heart Rap is like an art, and man you know That kind of makes me like Michaelangelo Not to sound conceited or either boost with what I said 'Cause I'm too modest to ever lose my level head But if I ever got bold and said I'm higher I can give more reasons than Earth, Wind & Fire Many follow in the footsteps, tryin' to get a rep Of a lover and a smooth black brother But I'm knockin' imitators out the box Because you couldn't copy Kane if your name was Xerox I'm like the God in light, some of my writing might Be too much for your mind to explode like dynamite And if it sounds good to you then get on it doggone it Capture this like a Kodak moment As I float Float, float on Float on, float on Float, float on Float on, float on In this third verse, I'll make it sure mental See the way that you serve rap's like a death penalty So back up off me, ain't nobody stoppin' Kane I'm shittin' on rappers like I never been potty trained That means defeatin', deletin' and beatin' While all the tenderonis I'll be meatin' and greatin' and treatin' And welcome to a new terrordome When I come to roam, you know Daddy's home Rhymes come at you full powered with might They call in the SWAT team when I start to write And declared my lyrics illegal weapons in every state So I can get five to ten for carryin' a Paper Mate Just a little bitty taste of this'll burn so bad You wanna call me the Big Daddy Inferno So don't even think about a battle, I sail without a paddle In other words I float Float, float on Float on, float on Float, float on Float on, float on
Writer(s): Eric Thomas Paslay, Kaci Bolls Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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