Lyrics Emperor's New Flows - Spit Syndicate

Tell me, why would these shit cunts want it with me?
Last night I got my dick sucked on top of Sydney
Tonight I'll probably pick up a fifty
Get high with my dad, he tell me stories from the sixties
Free love, Persian rugs, I got it in me
I just hope my future wife and daughter forgive me
All the kids on drugs but it's not a mystery
Our whole generation, product of the hippies
Hit me You got 'em Jimmy? Yeah, I got 'em
In the elevator playing "Started from the Bottom"
Drop two stones and it's "Ah, forgot 'em"
I'm a leader like Neddy Stark but you can't top it
Go hard on 'em, really I'm only half the problem
Clique full of spitters on deck with the uniform fresh
Risk a center like a bit of x (Biatch)
Too many people tell you yes when you dress
Chicken breasts on baguettes get taxed at grand openings
With some Scandinavians, causing pandemonium
And we be high as Joyride standing at a podium
(Homie, we always had it over 'em)
They noticing the flow is in the pocket like pickpockets
Picking lockets, or dollars out of visitor's wallets
Make you retrace your steps just to check that you got it
Shit, they ain't even have it in the first, fuck degrees in the third
I'm thirty plus degrees with the words
And the bees knees with the birds, you ain't heard?
Word, well maybe you ain't know
Them boys glow, dipped head to toe, now let's go
Say

[?] Emperor's new flow
So whatever we say goes (J, let 'em know)

Same hand I drew the Horrorshow logo with
Draw crowds, make 'em bounce like a pogo stick
Whole clique stick right to the script
Like centerfold pics when Alba made that Playboy cover
In two-double-oh-six, we recovered
Though it took us a couple goes to really get it fixed
So we them Sunday Gentleman, One Day's the regiment
Mainline cemented it, we run this shit
And now we getting written off on our writing trips
So the ATO know what time it is
And where ASIO won't find me
Whole city behind me, two swirl letters together we say

Ayo, you know we back on our
J.O., tell me how could I
Say no, emperor's new flow
So whatever we say goes, so I say
Ayo, you know we back on our
J.O., tell me how could I
Say no, emperor's new flow
So whatever we say goes, so I say

We back burning like January lurking
Your boy's been acting nervous like you had it on your person
If respect come with it, expect we run with it
Maybe you mighta had it if you had of put the work in
Way before I got my profession on
I was impressionable with that fresh shit on
Talkin' three stripes white air 1's, that's all we want
All we used to see 'round where we from
We just wanted to belong, wanted to be down with it
Now they rockin' our shit, but this ain't out yet
City on our back man, said it from the outset
Emperor's new flows, beware of the outfit
To anyone I got my lane from, or borrowed game from
I brought it right back with a stain on
One good shirt had us fly as fuck
We put it on till we gone, IW's up, you say

Ayo, you know we back on our
J.O., tell me how could I
Say no, emperor's new flow
So whatever we say goes, so I say
Ayo, you know we back on our
J.O., tell me how could I
Say no, emperor's new flow
So whatever we say goes, so I say