Paradoxical Flow
[Intro: Bill Clinton Addressing the General Public]


[Verse 1: Paradox Flow]

It's been three weeks since I picked up the mic

And it's all these free beats which cause me to fight, coarse of the right

Shits tighter then Rabid viewed biters, dome in the night

Bitches money weed, ain't the way to succeed

But snitches start to bleed when they talk to the P

Bi-gons be higher then flyer supplier the dier

You the main stage crier back stunt buyer

A trier, a corner room black broom lair

[Chorus]

This that paradoxical flow

The stimulant with the blow

You know it so


[Verse 2]

I never have antagonized, ghetto Guys bring platinum nines

Evangelize to maximize, or vandalize, to paint the sky's

Stopped for a second resumed and brought it back for more

Undeniably forewarn, withdrawn eccentrically torn

Yes I'm eccentrically dangerous, better slow your role

Fuck the flowers bitch you're getting a two by four

If I spend one more night watching the stars fade to grey
I'll take my magnum 44 and dream the day away

Looking in the sky to see if death agreed

Searching round this house to see what this presence means

No one can hear the trifle sound against all the screams

Death never came cloaked in slick protective sheets

Varieties enemies and seven sheep

Separately placed Machiavelli loves his guarantees

Legality assimilates throughout the savage seas

Titans of prospect now induce the iron beast

That's why the Wall Street writers

The front seat drivers

The poor street diers, need to finally meet

Blowing kisses on the secret mission
Directly addressing to the people submissive nutrition

I have psychopathic tendencies when I'm telling rhymes

But instinctively lie straight into detectives eyes

Never showed the signs forcibly  connected the lines

I'm internally blind

It helped me strive, the devil derives

From the ground not the sky

He's in needle of ice, projected at heights, giving advice

But he denied the white enshrined

Refining mic, a lively guide of guys


[Ronald Reagan Speaks]


[Chorus]

This that paradoxical flow

The stimulant with the blow

Never tried blow flow

You know it so


[Verse 3]

I'm abusing my words like I'm your dog when fed

Not the bible on your table but the book of the dead

Entire pages laminated satanic with blood red

Placed it down for curb stomping and took a furious step

Sexual transmission's not game I'll play

I've never checked yes on extended HIV surveys

Don't Point the finger at me cause I'm not the one to blame

Don't laugh at a lifestyle, not ashamed


[Chorus/Outro Verse]

This that paradoxical flow

The stimulant with the blow

Never tried blow flow

You know it so


I'll have to do it twice

Like shooting dice for crucial life's

Like human fights for rights

Stopped with 50 stripes