The OFFICIAL "Flow Like Roc Marciano" Thread.

Poetical Poltergeist

Poetical Poltergeist

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Mile in the Sky
3rd eye vision, dope sale mathematicians
Reverse the cataclysm, ...shoot the semen in her eyes
So she can't see thru the lies
Potty trained the game,
Never trained to perfect my aim
spill your liquid, been wicked ever since I held my first biscuit,
Over ya head like a flying discus,
Titty fukk your mistress,
bytch like my inches.. I get in deep till I see crimson..
Stay bent like homer Simpson,
Camouflaged in buddah smoke,
Pop ya of u don't like my jokes,
Kinda like stand up...
Kinky raps with the hand cuffs...
Chillin In the black Mercedes,
Never deal with the maybes,
Indecisive nikkas lose their gravy...
Design the game like parker brothers,
But call us the darker brothers,
Crack ya jaw, now u studder,
Been from the pent house to The gutters,
Still fly no stains on the T,
Eatin steak with chop sticks
I order the hit from The cock pit,
Got the bounty...
Open up ya hoe like a lock smith...
Hot sixteens like high schoolers...
Keep the beef in the coolers,
you'll never see my shooters,
Move slow like a sloth,...
I was cut from the kings cloth...word up
 
razassin

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MickeyDs we off that... Only french cuisine I taste
I feed my dawgs dishes, only Organic food ingredients made
Sunday BBQ, nikkaz pull they tools out
Roc come with the chopsticks, and I mean pork to the cook out
Look out, this soul food for ya heart brain and health
This track hot like last nights chili... made in hell
 
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Cowboys and Indians, c-notes and benjamins
my chick hit the high notes like minnie ripperton
foxtrot with the bimbo in some timbos, the kid is nimble
swing the sword like Yojimbo
to slice you like Kimbo
speak in code like Egyptian symbols
never simp hos, game complex but look simple
that's how I bang your broad like a cymbal
then flee from the law like I'm Richard Kimble
platinum chopsticks lift the codfish
organic garlic from the farmers market
Benz fold into a briefcase, don't have to park it
creep through your hood like capoeira
in bally shoes I'm from a dapper era,
my reflection so trill I had to dap the mirror
my gat's a terror
word to biz mark, the fifth spark, you catch the vapors
steak tartare with the finest capers
tell the chef to top it with a quail egg
you nikkas half-steppin with frail legs
I'm like Humphrey Bogart in Key Largo
move the weight despite the trade embargo
whip ki's like Shep did Buscemi in Fargo
I love looseys laced with white like Ricardo
the silencer make my bullets whisper
the tec peck ya bytch on her cheek like it kissed her
jags mags and dro
taggin toes and baggin blow
hos gaggin slow, pants saggin low
always into something, efil4zaggin flow
my wrists got the Last Dragon glow
post up at the Bellagio clockin chese like formaggio
breeze through the lobby slow like adagio
hollow tips make consecutive hits like DiMaggio
devilishy handsome with a Godly flow...
 
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