Flow Lyrics

Raised Fist - Flow

Raised Fist belong to the beat,

our sound from open windows to the street

This beat always on repeat,

from d-takt to a fucking blastbeat

Now let me contemplate when I dedicate this song

to the instigators that seem to levitate of joy

when shit goes wrong

I want to participate in the debate,

fascinated of how you fabricate stories about

how much money we made

(Let's) get this straight, the first decade was unpaid

We will drop when our fucking hearts stop

From the club to the squat, you people choose the spot

We will drop when our fucking hearts stop

From the club to the squat, you people choose the spot

When I jump up, look under both of my feet

Commander up here, you are obsolete

Och även om du snackar skit,

it's just a receipt, a proof of you feeling incomplete

Now let me contemplate when I dedicate this song

to the instigators that seem to levitate of joy

when shit goes wrong

I want to participate in the debate,

fascinated of how you fabricate stories about

how much money we made

(Let's) get this straight, the first decade was unpaid

We will drop when our fucking hearts stop

From the club to the squat, you people choose the spot

We will drop when our fucking hearts stop

From the club to the squat, you people choose the spot

What's going on? (what's going on?)

This beat on repeat (this beat on repeat)

What's going on? (what's going on?)

This beat on repeat (this beat on repeat)

This beat on repeat (this beat on repeat)

From the open windows to the street (this beat on repeat)

This beat on repeat (this beat on repeat)

This beat on repeat (this beat on repeat)

We will drop when our fucking hearts stop

From the club to the squat, you people choose the spot

We will drop when our fucking hearts stop

From the club to the squat, you people choose the spot

We will drop when our fucking hearts stop

From the club to the squat, you people choose the spot