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Company Flow - Population Control lyrics
El P] You and your whole fucking canned crewmen'll end tepid So when I Pearl Harbor don't let me catch you intrepid I'm telling you the wishbone be broke in my favorite crumbcake your mistake Enterprise and see Indelibles the number one feel bad crew of the season Just give me one reason to splash I should let the flag half mast Take time to wallow Company Flow the toughest penis sucky sucky So of course in an attempt to defend you end up unkempt Plus this agent get orange E-L-P-F-C-F rock for you First cousin to sling red dye number five be the potion In the subterrain warden for a gem of fate like stop motion Best to get ak-a-nickulous Our masks aren't intangible Auto man verse mandible We answer to no one, we 911 Silent alarm this is harm fear the duck of learning El-P phase through these walls like vision Choked in the shallow water, a bad executive decision Release the crack and please put down your skin flutes How could you...motherfuckers think ya To this mercenary sunblock 2000 burner All of your knowledge is truant Unlearn all of the shit and then over time you become fluent Send a fucking storm After I present enter the spectrum your career's never no more Enter the rectum And at twilight we'll skip stones and laugh about your poems But a blood-red book when the others got funcrushed is a spot The terror fabulously gets hot Co Flow mossie Walt Disney meets Kaiser Soze There will be no grand comebacks unless Lazarus or Kotter Inflicted bitch styles in a cave with stigmata We're locked in a box but you can't say Jack Trying to paint them fucking red doors black Like that spilled milk spoiled When Bill Gates and Ted Turner rub each other down with olive oils Company Flow fuck please Bitch put away the fucking piteous punchlines Blue Blockers break under the red light, belittled by my design I don't try to be different I am So inevitably my style will survive when your now turns to then El-P, vastly crapaphobic 3-2-1 contact never no more that's a promise You hold toast, well I hold Thomas Golden nooks and crannies Win my ticket raffle off the recycled thought shopping spree winner Congratu-fucking-lations, I dropped it now you got it But it's only a matter of time before Waldo gets spotted Pulled out of the crowd and martyred, a good old fashioned stoning My children, the professional has left the fucking building Until but for now You can't get run at night Curfews is issued in the daylight x2 Population Control Until but for now You can't get run at night Curfews is issued in the daylight [Bigg Jus] Like gargling, even in the nights we rip shit up The two franchise players that make your whole squad look butt Who brought the March Madness competition till October Got you thinking that shit became a bit little harder These niggas is fucking soldiers Indelible mercenaries that's why ballin' gets me on the nutsack The murderous intellect highly infections on contact You need to come quicker than that To snatch the cheddar from the mousetrap Small timer, it takes crazy engineering To fuck with anything from quantum physics to thought transmitters Next up be that over .400 switch hitter Out the park kingpin Dave couldn't do Justice Pound for pound it be these 2000 rap slugfests Hardcore when future emcees fight future wars But for now I'm fighting a squad of super-whores Butt-fucking invincible Co Flow skills for take-out Where you can get the beef broccoli with extra duck sauce The quick draw intend to keep cops reaching for the bearclaws Come meet the Coney Island intruder hit the arts way after midnight Had a scheme for a burner etched out tonight in graphite Apply the same ideology of b-boys to men to the mic And scratch the sounds like a quarter inch bolt broken off Co Flow coming at you from every verse payola shit Got stations blessing me off two thousand for every song minute Secretly teach background voclas in R&B clinics Until but for now You can't get run at night Curfews is issued in the daylight x2 Population Control Until but for now You can't get run at night Curfews is issued in the daylight Population Control x6 |
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