Lyrics Belly – Funk Flex Freestyle
Text:
Look, I’m back with immaculate timing
Came in the door like Jack from The Shining
All your shade won’t stop me from shining
All this pressure I’m under turn rocks into diamonds
Wait, how rare is this?
Syrup Sierra Mist like a therapist
But if I ever pull the pistol like Maravich
Just cause I’m Arabic don’t tell you I’m a terrorist
Flex, Flex, don’t drop bombs on this, wait
If I say the word bomb, it’s Guantanomo Bay
Hey, hey, I guess we all live with different truths
Privilege two, Dylann Roof is living proof
Bullets whizzing by whistle like a missing tooth
You wonder why they got to keep us all in different groups
Creating waves so I never had to jump ship
Dreaming of this day back when Flex was doing pun skits
You can say it’s lit like the blunt tip
Gun got me walking like I got a bum hip
Ironic this chronic louder than the smoke alarm
On this purple I’m gone, I’m in my rarest form
You’re watching Urkel going
?
I might just show up to your mom’s like it’s Laura’s prom
Sleeping on me this time you need chloroform
Can’t you see that I’m the one they all borrow from?
Late bloomer, I should’ve did it way sooner
They don’t want to make room so they make rumors
Hallelujah now it’s steak, tuna, grapes, gouda
Eating like Yokozuna
Freeze it like old computers
Syrup Sierra Mist like a therapist
But if I ever pull the pistol like Maravich
Just cause I’m Arabic don’t tell you I’m a terrorist
Flex, Flex, don’t drop bombs on this, wait
If I say the word bomb, it’s Guantanomo Bay
Hey, hey, I guess we all live with different truths
Privilege two, Dylann Roof is living proof
Bullets whizzing by whistle like a missing tooth
You wonder why they got to keep us all in different groups
Creating waves so I never had to jump ship
Dreaming of this day back when Flex was doing pun skits
You can say it’s lit like the blunt tip
Gun got me walking like I got a bum hip
Ironic this chronic louder than the smoke alarm
On this purple I’m gone, I’m in my rarest form
You’re watching Urkel going
?
I might just show up to your mom’s like it’s Laura’s prom
Sleeping on me this time you need chloroform
Can’t you see that I’m the one they all borrow from?
Late bloomer, I should’ve did it way sooner
They don’t want to make room so they make rumors
Hallelujah now it’s steak, tuna, grapes, gouda
Eating like Yokozuna
Freeze it like old computers
Fate separates peasants and kings
And trying to see heaven is a hell of a thing
Yeah, lord knows what tomorrow could bring
New champions, come by and borrow some rings, AGH
And trying to see heaven is a hell of a thing
Yeah, lord knows what tomorrow could bring
New champions, come by and borrow some rings, AGH