Uuhhh (feat. Kel Spencer)

(Kel Spencer)
 (Uuhhh)
 Can you feel it baby?
 (Take me away)
 Flow crazy
 Make em' say
 (Uuhhh)
 Make It hot, uh
 (Take me away)
 Flow crazy
 Make em' say
 Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)
 Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)
 (Will Smith)
 Been to the mountain top
 Down to the valley
 Philedelph to Cali
 Y'all feel me like Harry felt Sally
 Clothes exotic, flows erotic
 No jewels that's for them fools who ain't got it
 Rap to my own sitcom
 Now I just sit calm
 Watching y'all respond to my July 4th bomb (boom!)
 Yeah I'm a nice kid
 But here's some advice kid
 Don't get me hyped
 I'll set it off like my wife did
 Playing down a path like Sajak
 Wheel of a Fortune away
 Price ain't right I don't play
 Find yourself in Jeopardy
 The first clue
 What is Will Smith?
 Hot to death not you
 I'm like a Porsche, you a pinto
 You like a tiny figurine, I'm monumental
 You're like a small get together
 On your neighbor's back porch
 You know just a couple of y'all
 I'm a million man march
 Attack of the man in black
 Like Jordan playing on a train
 Yo my game on track
 Mad ice for my wife
 No care for what it costed
 Had to ease up though
 Her wrist got frost bit
 My style, flava, delivery, my diction
 Gettin' medieval like dude in Pulp Fiction
 You want some bring it
 Come one, come all, come in
 Watch me take they heart away like Penny
 I could take 12 rappers and put em' in line
 Then 12 emcees that think they can rhyme
 Then 12 more brothers that still ain't signed
 Then don't do nothing just watch 'em decline
 Gangsta hardcore, menace to society
 Raps all the same
 My pen spits variety
 Eclecticism is a virtue
 It may not be a word
 But it's definitely a virtue
 Rappers approaching me all across America
 Believe me you don't wanna battle like Erykah
 I was in the game before publishing was an issue
 You're platinum now but next year I'm gonna miss you
 Mad rappers like bad actors should have no parts
 Wanna be mad check the charts any of them
 Oh you don't see my name
 You don't see my spot
 Here's a hint
 Look closer to the top
 (Kel Spencer)
 (Uuhhh)
 Can you feel it baby?
 (Take me away)
 Flow crazy
 Make em' say
 (Uuhhh)
 Make It hot, uh
 (Take me away)
 Flow crazy
 Make em' say
 Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)
 Uh (ah) uh (ah) uh (ah)
 (Kel Spencer)
 Uh, love and loyalty yo
 Yo the flow spray, Vito say
 I'm tryin' to live
 And if I catch you out of bounds
 It's cheap shots to the ribs
 Love and loyalty dawg
 Do it how Pac and Big did it
 It's the Wild Wild East
 And me keepin' me jig with it
 Play no games
 Thirst to heat the rhyme
 Motivation cause procrastination is the thief of time
 Holding a torch
 I was programmed to scorch
 Can't run with the big dawgs?
 Then stay on the porch
 These cats is craftmatic
 Hand on the steering wheel
 Rocks from the road dodging oncoming traffic
 Man-handle rappers, dismantle rappers
 Y'all lukewarm slash sweet-scented candle rappers
 Any team posing a threat we defeat those
 The wealthy man is the man that knows how to keep dough
 As long as y'all play foul I'mma keep hittin' free throws
 Crush Spanish mamis calling me Kellito
 Remember Lego blocks?
 All about the paper now
 I use writers block to build sky scraper style
 Catch rappers using the same flows everyday cause they lame
 True players gotta change their uniform after the game
 Y'all seen the flow
 Like y'all never seen before
 Don't stop for the door
 Why do you think green mean gold?
 Baby learn life's lessons
 Scratch regression
 Kel Spence the truth, the answer to all questions
 Come on (Uuhhh)
 (Will Smith)
 Damn Kel, you kind of good