The OFFICIAL "Flow Like Roc Marciano" Thread.

[tirademode]

I think Walt has set the bar too high .

 

[Urbanmiracle]

@walt

 

[ℒℴѵℯJay ELECTUA]

keep going..your boy Roc is reading this ish..

peace.

 

[USSInsiders]

keep going..your boy Roc is reading this ish..

peace.

The goat is watching in silence

Chinatown...
Flip the rickshaw...hit ya' bytch like D'Brickashaw
Flip the raw...thaw the steak tips...
The milf spilt' the milk and take dikks...
Take trips...the wench drips...clench the Wesson wit' eight clips
Visited Clemson...took eight trips...cast asunder
Grasp the thunder...battered butter...
Stutter by, the ride flutter like a butter fly...
Croon like a bassoon on the schooner...
Drop the Bally sweats...moon her...
Scoop the whipped cream drop...
Cream of the crop witta' mean cock...
Word up...splurged smut in the butt of a nerd slut...
My bird strut...jizzed cock look like it drip snot...shot the king like Ray...
Shot up the vein like Ray...throw the pick like Murray...
Pick six like half a dozen...slap ya cousin'
If they axe' if I did it, I'd say, "No, it wasn't."

 

[USSInsiders]

I think Walt has set the bar too high .

I pray to god as a subtle acknowledgement of this thread that Roc mentions Banana sauce on his next project some where

 

[BlackDroog]

Damn...came back to this thread to see pages and pages of more piff.

The greatness of this shyt in unparalleled.....this wouldn't work with most rappers. Maybe ghostface but this shows how dope roc really is with his own unique style.

 

[Walt]

keep going..your boy Roc is reading this ish..

peace.

Where'd you get that information? I have to drop another tribute now...

Bronze hue rock the leather like the Fonz do
flash heat, dip with your cheese like fondue
live like dons do
remain calm, sip a strong brew
gators green, icy charm blue
mistress half-black with a blond 'do
she keep a banger too
in case drama jump off like a kangaroo
tuna tataki toasting sake with my ahki
I'm cocky
work out naked while your wife watch me
let the ho sniff a O of blow off the elliptical
it's predictable, you're pitiful
I make the difficult typical
counterfeit passports
guns shoot from long range like catapults
imported Astons burn up the asphalt
cut the engine while I puff a Winston
listen to George Benson
give me the night, ignore tension
nude whores cook raw in the kitchen
front door watched by four henchmen
the hustle is religion
my apostles are colossal
surrounded by the bread like falafel
rock the cubes like Picasso
leave dents in square nikkas like a waffle
rock the coca cola rugby
garage remote controller lovely
my motorolla tapped the feds bug me
but can't touch me
the blessing is from above me
my ho's complexion almond
she loungin' sniffin' lines of Rose McGowan
while I'm countin' thousands
pet tiger named Hobbes like I'm Calvin
you still in public housing
need to throw the towel in
pimp smoothly
read a bytch body language like a silent movie
jacuzzi full of bougie floozies
coochies beneath the strobelite look ruby
and taste fruity
my crew of moulies tote the toolies
kill you casual like we hardly knew ye
the flame from the barrel same color as my coogi
grip the uzi while my bottom bytch do me
after I bust light the doobie
it soothes me
my crew in vegas pursuing papers
gorillas on my team with the Ewing faces
confusing haters with the screwfaces
flew in a spaceship, left in a Buick Sabre
I'm like The Prestige one man in two places
a goon in Asics with the bluest bracelet
in the countryside perusing acres
set up a sect like Khalua-colored Quakers
but Godbody like communion wafers
the shank give you a facelift, ruin your taper
nikka

 

[Malikthegod]

Where'd you get that information? I have to drop another tribute now...

Bronze hue rock the leather like the Fonz do
flash heat, dip with your cheese like fondue
live like dons do
remain calm, sip a strong brew
gators green, icy charm blue
mistress half-black with a blond 'do
she keep a banger too
in case drama jump off like a kangaroo
tuna tataki toasting sake with my ahki
I'm cocky
work out naked while your wife watch me
let the ho sniff a O of blow off the elliptical
it's predictable, you're pitiful
I make the difficult typical
counterfeit passports
guns shoot from long range like catapults
imported Astons burn up the asphalt
cut the engine while I puff a Winston
listen to George Benson
give me the night, ignore tension
nude whores cook raw in the kitchen
front door watched by four henchmen
the hustle is religion
my apostles are colossal
surrounded by the bread like falafel
rock the cubes like Picasso
leave dents in square nikkas like a waffle
rock the coca cola rugby
garage remote controller lovely
my motorolla tapped the feds bug me
but can't touch me
the blessing is from above me
my ho's complexion almond
she loungin' sniffin' lines of Rose McGowan
while I'm countin' thousands
pet tiger named Hobbes like I'm Calvin
you still in public housing
need to throw the towel in
pimp smoothly
read a bytch body language like a silent movie
jacuzzi full of bougie floozies
coochies beneath the strobelite look ruby
and taste fruity
my crew of moulies tote the toolies
kill you casual like we hardly knew ye
the flame from the barrel same color as my coogi
grip the uzi while my bottom bytch do me
after I bust light the doobie
it soothes me
my crew in vegas pursuing papers
gorillas on my team with the Ewing faces
confusing haters with the screwfaces
flew in a spaceship, left in a Buick Sabre
I'm like The Prestige one man in two places
a goon in Asics with the bluest bracelet
in the countryside perusing acres
set up a sect like Khalua-colored Quakers
but Godbody like communion wafers
the shank give you a facelift, ruin your taper
nikka

I don't even feel worthy posting after that pure white

Butter soft avirex with navy sweats
No baguettes..keep it gully
Two toned durag underneath the LV Skully
Wrist rockey, but underneath the nails is grungy

 

[diggy]

yall need to pen dat up again

 

[A.V.]

Classic

Walt last verse

 

[Mr. Somebody]

Friendly with friends, never in a bently or benz, felt lost then God sent me a pen
To help individuals, thats always lookin miserable, dont need no residuals.
Behind the bend, these lines will rhyme with zen, you dont want it, crush you and your demonic friend.
You demonic n sick, bubonic, plagued, these harmonics is sick,
u vague.
Please, Let me help you, you demonic never felt you, u cool off when God melt chew.

 

[A.V.]

Friendly with friends, never in a bently or benz, felt lost then God sent me a pen
To help individuals, thats always lookin miserable, dont need no residuals.
Behind the bend, these lines will rhyme with zen, you dont want it, crush you and your demonic friend.
You demonic n sick, bubonic, plagued, these harmonics is sick,
u vague.
Please, Let me help you, you demonic never felt you, u cool off when God melt chew.

This fukkin guy man

 

[Mr. Somebody]

This fukkin guy man

Crime dont pay, toss the heat, Somebody is the boss to beat, helpin old ladies, cross the street.
Your end comin soon to me/ braggin bout your impunity, you dont help the community.
I do this all day ,demonic filth thats what yall say, friend i worship Yahweh, u got urine in your hallway.

 

[The Dust King]

i thought i had the best verse (page 2 post #25) but @Walt first verse

ima have to come back for the crown

*puts on Ka instrumentals*

 

[W.I.Z.E.]

Narcs plotting...my watch got marks watching
dimes starting.....chirp once they see the sparkling (blind em)
yall drop dimes like a snitch I X off your target,
You shop at Target...I'm laced in the flyest garments
Heartless! (tell em son)
I got an X to push O's,
tic that your toe if you kidnap that hoe.
crib is a mausoleum,
stadium seats for beasting,
Paula Pat chicks I'm Robin Thick Blur lines to see em.