Flow Sicker

Let me show you why the flow so sicker
Don’t smoke reefer and don’t need liquor
I don’t to like argue fight or bicker
I’m just trying fit the last puzzle to the picture

Clap with me everybody clap me
Rap with me everybody rap with me
Clap with me everybody clap with me
If you can't rap then it's to back to me

I’m chilled out like I’m in the bahamas in my pyjamas
Wish you no harm and a world with less drama
I’m here now no fear now now I don’t care now
We all die anyway so why we pulling hair out
Everybody living in worry what’s the hurry
After money with an angry face longer than Andy Murray
With the raps zillas like a woolly mammoth to a bully
I’m all about peace you don’t understand fully

Whether you’re straight
Crooked or bent
Married or single
Extrovert, introvert
Don’t like to mingle
Sociopath, psychotic
Masonic with a bee in your bonnet
As long the planets free and we’re on it
And we promise
That we’re never gonna bomb it to oblivion
With silly military artillery that cost trillions
We might be alright for one more night
If NASA keeps an eye out for an asteroid strike
Knowing our luck they’ll probably fall asleep on the telescope
Watch the floods come set up shop and try sell us boats
That’s why I’m coming like I’m Noah with the flow
But I don’t wanna save the world I just wanna come and go

It’s all kicking like off riots in a stadium, David Icke
A couple of psychics and an alien
Establishment fiddling kids
No job dole fiddlers
Bank robbers
Tanks, bombs, peddlers, meddlers
Pesky kids with hoods up throwing stones
Roaming around the streets spreading
Germs and their chromosomes
Just stay inside
Pray and hide
Hope ISIS don’t make it these sides
Just stay alive
Listen to the Beatles and the Bee Gees
A bit of Scorzayzee
Heard his new CD is the bee’s knees
The dog's bollocks
I’m the red hot scollop
The Fatman dollop
Hit rappers like crash bang wallop
Won't stop 'til the last man hollas
Tax the tax man's wallets
At your door like the gas man's on it
I’m the bubonic
Man flu
Plague
AIDS
Vomit
Sick with the flow
And you know it so who want it
The world’s needs a hero and not another pharoahe
Step to me and get an old school clip round the ear hole
You’re not Al Pacino, you’re not Rob DeNiro
You’re not Rick Ross
Your bank account says zero
You’re not that scary I don’t care though
I’m on point with the flow
I throw a spear and pierce your earlobe