Free Flow

Cut em up, chop-chop in my chop shop

Sell the stuffed tattoos from my prop shop

Got Kato on the track, make me rhyme so nasty

Like Plato with the knowledge my flows’ everlasting

Karate kid, yeah, my moves I’ll be waxing

Move I’m passing, working on my passion

Every single beat that I click I’ll be smashing

Even if they’re shit and the boom bap’s rationed

No, not rapping to get into fashion

And no, I’m not rapping cause I thought that I could cash in