Keep It Flowin’ (The Funk Mix)

Triip - “Keep It Flowin’ (The Funk Mix)”
[Emcee(s): Triip]
[Producer(s): Self]
[Scratches: Self]

[Verse 1: Triip]
Here I come again
With the new blend, trendsetting setting, forgetting
‘Bout all the stress so I could rest.  Next up, there’s another hit
Nice and nasty, she knows how to do it, so let’s
Rest the BS so I could slide right through this and run
Doo-doo-doo, run-run. The crew’s begun
To get fix and mix and get down to biz in a rush
Hush. I never fuss or cuss unless I fess
Something and switch, I hit the mother in the lip with the sound
Downtown that goes around the streets of Brooklyn
Known as Crooklyn. At any rate, you’re getting tooken from looking
Hearing this style for miles, you can’t believe a chick
Could get this dip and flip the quarter to some ill script
But not for nothing, there’s something that’s got me wondering
Blundering. Maybe I should just chill and not get ill
So I killed time writing rhymes that fit the line, so hook the
Beat in and let me get wreck while no one’s looking

[Hook: Triip]
Keep it
Flowing, keep it flowing, keep it flowing, keep it
Flowing, keep it flowing, keep it flowing, keep it
Flowing, keep it flowing, keep it flowing, keep it
Flowing, keep it flowing

[Verse 2: Triip]
Bring
It back, relax so I could get up on the track and show the skills
That filled the pocket like the plug into the socket, presenting
The real deal, I reveal the true talent
Dreaming of schemes, in-line to build and fill the palate, dramatic
Yes, I’m impressing. You’re guessing just what I’m doing. I’m moving
Shaking and taking what’s mine for goodness sake, and
Breaking down the walls, you know I got the phones ringing
The booties swinging of all the fellas that I’m slaying
But not to diss ‘em. I miss ‘em just when I need ‘em. Until
The one comes that have me strung, I’ll still be seeking
Me and who I want, the cuties I be flaunting, so
Mind your biz, kid. I’ve written all the wannabes off
Silky like carpet, I like to treat my fellas gentle. When the
Daybreak comes, I have to dip and find another one
But that’s the story of life. You win some, lose some
Always choose one at a time and never use ‘em

[Hook: Triip]
Keep it
Flowing, keep it flowing, keep it flowing, keep it
Flowing, keep it flowing, keep it flowing, keep it
Flowing, keep it flowing, keep it flowing, keep it
Flowing, keep it flowing

[Verse 3: Triip]
Oh yes, now here I’m
Back to attack and subtract the other emcees, just simply
The best, test and deflect, so get on mine, G
And wait your turn as I earn green and burn up the
Rap scene, the T-to-the-R-double-I-P
Is getting quips to flip, not to sip on the tip
Of another, be it a sister or a brother or
Another who wants to diss, make a hit off of a mention
The intentions are known, now being shown to those, and
Baby, you have to save up the taste of the bass, child
You’re too wild, maintaining the rudeness of a juvenile
Stressing to the max, I just relax, retracting access
Stressfest, my dome home alone, I cut off the phone
And clear my mind and try to find a rhyme to match up
And catch something like jumping to a hook so I can snatch up the props
Nonstop and hip the little to the art like a
Maestro, exciting the crowd with my intro
I’m packing it up, stacking it up for the realness. Turn it up
And keep it fly so you and yours can feel this

[Outro: Triip]
Uh, so check it out. Come on, come on, baby, baby, come on. Uh, uh, uh, yeah