Текст песни Flow Sorcery - St. Pierre

My haters keep telling me no
But my squad keeps,
My squad keeps telling me yay,
I don′t wanna hurt nobody
But there's something that I,
Must confess: I′m actually a rapper.

Only dreams, St. Pierre
Oh, man, action done let me off the leash

Flow sick, no cure
Steve Curb with the shot won't miss
Every single shot I take bitch swish
Trees lit, levitate like Chris no miss
Swagger juice, you might slip
Every single where I go drip, drip
Got the sauce like Reg
Better catch a bitch
You ain't first and you last
Get passed up quick like ooh
Straight to the bag like groceries
This is what you call flow sorcery
I′m blessed from my neck it′s a rosery
Copycats made it off cloning me
The game gets stormed like Normandy
Normally I don't trust nobody
Honory when I got nobody
Corny and boring
Ain′t nobody holding me trolling me
This guy sounds like Russ
This guy sounds like Post Malone
I'm more like Silvester Stallone,
Go Rambo on every song
My Shaq was a line to my third eye Stendhal
Life don′t come with a manual
I could run a game with the sandals
Always gotta aim like Samuel
Hold up a plate lemme gusta
I'm tryna get stoned like Medusa
Go Ferris Beulah
We don′t take no days off
And don't got to go back to solve all the future
To be the teacher, you must start as a student
Your losses are lessons,
I'll prolly keep moving
Don′t be a Judas, my loyalty′s proven
You couldn't catch me with the way I been doing like
Hold up did he just say what I thought he said
Bitch my weed can call it Bruce Leaf
2 chains more like 2 Ps
Tony Yayo, more like Tony Sheesh
And I can′t function unless that Chief Kief
Reggie Bush this ain't reggie tree
This Marijuana′s all in my jeans
(No for real like I got weed in my pocket right now)