Fly Routine

Hostile Groove

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    With the will rhyme stalking in the region of Blackstone
    Kid you're down with the jam then let your soul flow
    Think you got skill best step to the mic
    We can bust fly routines and get high all night I pack rhymes like ammo, never run out you wanna call me Rambo
    I'm the conductor of this mastered ceremony
    Kid I get it on I ain't the one called phony
    Are you in the zone D or all alone G
    Did your trend run out like a subscription to a magazine
    I spit the venom when I catch a snitch in my web
    Cause I'm the crazy style honkey with a dreaded head

    You got the fly routine
    We got the fly routine
    You wanna fly routine

    I was standing by the door selling cups for the keg
    Counting all the heads making sure they all paid
    Then in walks this kid steals a cup from the stack
    He didn't pay a dime he thinks he's all that
    So I tap him on the shoulder I say you think you're bolder
    I'll match your rhyming anytime and take you out like a solider
    So I step to the plate the sucker gave me no chase
    I'm the bottle of Baisley and you're in checkmate

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    You got the fly routine
    We got the fly routine
    You wanna a fly routine
    You got the fly routine
    We got the fly routine
    You wanna a fly routine

    So I start to incline I'm busting out phat rhymes
    Kid I spin his fucking head like I'm spinning a dime
    Kid I showed him no mercy so he'd understand me
    Either you got the beef or your just a mic tease
    So he sips his cup recommends run and hide
    He took me on a voyage like a lyrical ride
    He said kid you ain't got nothing and let me tell you something
    I'll keep you rhyming all night and keep you up till the morning

    What
    What you got to say
    Come on
    Down

    So I cut him right off when he stopped to take a breath
    Kid the bottle of Baisley seen nothing yet
    I'm with he boys HG yo I'm also known as Shootie
    And I appetize phat rhymes and get a little loony
    So he takes a new stance and turns his hat back
    He slammed my fucking rhymes with a baseball bat
    I thought this kid was fronting but he really taught me something
    So I rolled up a spliff we went out philly blunting

    You got the fly routine
    We got the fly routine
    You wanna fly routine
    You got a fly routine
    We got the fly routine
    You wanna fly routine
    What
    What you got to say
    Come on
    Down

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