Slow Flow

But you won't let me love you
 I wanna do more smooth rhymes and shit, man
 Know what I'm sayin'? I don't know them shits
 Yeah
 Come on
 This that shit, oh, shit!
 That's that Wu-Tang shit, my nigga
 Check it, yo, this to all them fuckin' MC's out there in the world
 That think they can fuck with Ol' Dirty Bastard
 You know what I'm sayin'?
 Yeah, come on, come on
 What? What? What? What?
 What? What? What? What?
 What? What? What? What? (Yo)
 I'm here to shock your dome piece real quick (yo, yo)
 Know what I'm sayin'? (Yo, check)
 Shit get cataclysmic how I mastered the wicked division
 Of spittin' nigga, past what you wishin'
 It's super surpassing your vision in whatever you thinking of course
 Bags are sickening, make 'em gag when I'm shittin' type of flow
 See, the fact is I'm back and I'm stackin' 'em up
 How I'm heatin' thе planet, niggas be callin' me solar maximum
 So еffortless in how I'm attackin' 'em
 Even when I'm restin', I'm Black and niggas see the results and next count them
 Like checkin' the pulse of a corpse when I show 'em no reaction
 Ignoring you, nigga (you borin' me, nigga)
 Back to stacking this paper exactly, the lyrical impact is so literal
 Criminal (priceless), as in every valuable mineral
 Super subliminal, becomin' the future like digital data
 Pivotal moments, shit get critical, haters
 See what I make the DJ do to the fader, rest in peace to Roc Raida
 Body niggas now or later, traumatically major
 Dramatically cater to niggas that want it and eat it
 And live it and fart it just to open they vein and bleed it
 I superseded the situation every time it's hard to defeat it
 The unstoppable, you need it
 Whoa-hoa-hoa, let me, like, slow up with the flow
 If I move too quick, oh, ya just won't know
 Whoa-hoa-hoa, let me, like, slow up with the flow
 If I move too quick, oh, ya just won't know
 Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name
 My hip hop drops on your head like rain
 And when it rains, it pours 'cause my rhymes hardcore
 That's why I give you more of the raw (yo, yo)
 The tables is turnin', I'm enjoying just burning you niggas
 And schooling and tutoring and learning you niggas
 So peep the way that I come and weed 'em out beyond a reasonable doubt
 I ain't rushin', I'm taking the scenic route
 On my paper trail to unveil and just derail all irrelevant traffic
 And clear the lane and deliver that Illmatic
 While keepin' you hyper and keep you ecstatic while I'm bringin' shit harder
 Especially when it's dark, I'm a midnight marauder
 Now, baby, bye little bitch, hope you know I'm ready to die as the best
 Appreciatin' this nigga life after death
 But in the meantime, while I poison you niggas with the heat for the blocks
 Scratchin' and fiendin', needing a detox
 While you screaming, I'm shining, gleamin' and cleaning up the game in a mink
 While I give you what's only built for Cuban link, niggas
 Incredible Hulk's America's most wanted
 Hole in the fort, documented report in the war report
 Givin' you the crack, nigga, new jacks
 They need that Carter V for the niggas that got appetites bigger than dinosaurs
 Like, every time I spit, I get rid of a few
 This is Extinction Level Event 2
 Whoa-hoa-hoa, let me, like, slow up with the flow
 If I move too quick, oh, ya just won't know
 Whoa-hoa-hoa, let me, like, slow up with the flow
 If I move too quick, oh, ya just won't know
 Introducing, yo, fuck that nigga's name
 My hip hop drops on your head like rain
 And when it rains, it pours 'cause my rhymes hardcore
 That's why I give you more of the raw