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    Viewtiful Flow

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      Lyrics for Vast Aire - "Viewtiful Flow"

      Look mom no hands!
      Look mom no hands!

      I think I'm going to Disney World after this one

      I got the style that amazes
      Too many phrases
      You think I'm weeded up I'm on lasers

      Huh yeah Cannibal Ox yo!
      You gets no love from me
      There's tow things you should know
      I had a ill life so I got a ill flow
      But you already knew that
      Like the third movie of the Matrix was gonna be whack
      Well it ain't like I didn't care
      But the Oracle said, "spend my money elsewhere."
      Walk with my like one third of a rocks
      But talk to me like on half of an ox
      Wearin' the same clothes In a vein cold
      Poppa was a rollin' stone
      Wherever he laid his hat it became his home
      Moms was coked up it became the poem
      Give me two strikes and I'm gone with the wind
      I know piranha rap niggaz that'd eat you thin
      And All I gotta say is when because
      You gets no love from me
      You can throw me out the window and I'll land on my feet
      If he's steppin' with me then we keep it discreet
      You gets no love from me
      You could toss me out the window and I'll land on my feet nigga

      Shit I got the style that amazes
      Too many phrases
      You think I'm weeded up I'm on lasers

      Yeah I know jujitsu
      I'll hit you with the divine secrets of ya! ya!
      Coming through with the rah rah
      Bumpin' cats while they rollin' up they la la
      This is that backyard boogie
      I'll be at the podium and niggaz want to chew me?
      I'll be at the cipher, nigga salute me
      I'm fly like Woodstock you crawl like Snoopy
      I been doing this since 10 years old
      And ever since then you wouldn't leave me alone
      Talk to the machine when I'm home on the bone
      'Cause she caught my first album and digs my cologne
      Give me two takes and I'm gone with the wind
      I know piranha rap niggaz that'll eat you thin
      And all I gotta say is when because
      You gets no love from me
      You can throw me out the window and I'll land on my feet
      If he's steppin' with me then we keep it discreet
      You gets no love from me
      You could toss me out the window and I'll land on my feet nigga

      Shit I got the style that amazes
      Too many phrases
      You think I'm weeded up I'm on lasers

      Okay there's twenty eight grams in an ounce
      That means I can get my mom a new blouse
      And that means I can get my girl a new house
      You could die like a rat get trapped like a mouse
      Okay there's twenty eight grams in an ounce
      So that means you ain't gonna make it up town
      And that means the Brooklyn boys are playin' you
      And hang you like the Ku Klux and leave 'em with no nuts
      I guess that's go fish
      I'm swimmin' upstream you go with the current
      That's why I'm at peace and life and I do what I do
      And you do what's current
      Shit, who broke the street to your radio?
      Now you coming out of your mouth
      But I'm on the white faces as soon as they pout
      And walk on water just as soon as they doubt nigga
      I'm hear to change the level boom
      If you didn't sell records you ain't packin' the room
      So this means you should rhyme first
      Till you pay your dues rap hurts
      Give me two takes and I'm gone with the wind
      I know piranha rap niggaz that'll eat you thin
      And all I gotta say is when because
      You gets no love from me
      You could throw me out the window and I'll land on my feat
      If he's steppin' with me then we keep it discreet
      You gets no love from me
      You could throw me out the window and I'll land on my feat

      I got the style that amazes
      Too many phrases
      You think I'm weeded up I'm on lasers

      And I'll land on my feet

      I got the style that amazes
      Too many phrases
      You think I'm weeded up I'm on lasers

      You gets no love from me

      SONGWRITERS:
      JACOB DUTTON / ARRINGTON
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