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letra de flood the damn streets - mc pat

[verse 1: mc-pat]
rollin’ up a j never play with my bag of weed
pat can see fakes beat the breaks
then i’m back to the beat
back on the streets with mad catastrophe
has to be the best no rest but still pat compete
accurately that could be cuz’ of the daiquiris
rapidly spittin’ out lyrics so elaborately..
only thang thats holding me down is gravity
mad at me cuz i spit flames in they brain anatomy
giving ya soul a cavity gallantly
when i flow through ya whole academy the galaxy, and all that
you a small cat fall back like its kool g rap
on a track or a sack from l.t know that can’t be healthy
from f.c to l.p we definitely doin’ it big
you can’t ruin it kid we sip brew play it cool got a crew and a cl!ck, san mateo got my back cuz’ i’m true to this sh-t!

[hook: the jacka, e-40
cеlly cell, richie rich sample] x2

“flood thе d-mn flood the d-mn streets”
“put that on something”
“i put that on the cl!ck”
“flood the d-mn flood the d-mn streets”
“back to wuha work work”
“up in the bay”
[verse 2: mc-pat]
pass the word i’m back to work
hit you with a massacre
fast lash to the cash, lyrical blast occur
life’s a class so pay attention and pass it first
never spit a passive verse gotta let my passion burst
stash a couple of action verbs
when i slur with this rapping curse
lettin’ off raps at the curb
got massive hurts to the mass it hurts
had to learn how to stash dirt in my atmosphere!
a rap battler thats no doubt
hit my route then i’m out this b-tch
you get dissed and left, no fist now you p-ssed and vexed
this in effect i disinfect and stay wet bro
f.o.e you are fubar straight off a dem blue bars you loose large
rules are.. meant to be broken
and whats meant to be spoken
will be heavenly chosen

[hook: the jacka, e-40
celly cell, richie rich sample] x2

“flood the d-mn flood the d-mn streets”
“put that on something”
“i put that on the cl!ck”
“flood the d-mn flood the d-mn streets”
“back to wuha work work”
“up in the bay”
[verse 3: mc-pat]
it ain’t over, till i got a figaro chain range rover
and the game and hova yes! with a rolex and guess
ima profesh invest roll zest hit my chest so fresh to death!
never rest in the nest of the beast
for ‘ i get prince rakim to come with the k!ller bee’s
i know you feeling these beats like a guillotine
sword metaphors of sorts just drillin’ seems
in ya inner dreams it seems i intervened
supreme with rap sh-t disagree you a fraction
want p’s? my homie d never taxin
dribble out of bounds get back like john paxson
stacks in the trap? nah traps in the stacks with in!
won’t pass or win with that logic you toxic
pick it up and toss it boss it up fan of the peace
you know i do this just to flood the d-mn streets!

[hook: the jacka, e-40
celly cell, richie rich sample] x2

“flood the d-mn flood the d-mn streets”
“put that on something”
“i put that on the cl!ck”
“flood the d-mn flood the d-mn streets”
“back to wuha work work”
“up in the bay”

- mc pat

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