Check The Flow Lyrics - Iv Life - King Tee

* not 100% sure this is the mc's name 

[chorus] 

We got them, sledge, (? ) ruff heads (check the flow) 

King tee's on the set (check the flow) 

When niggaz try to get high-tech (check the flow) 

The dialect's on the flex 

[sledge] 

Watch this, when I shine I bring rain 

Clouds, bust storms, yo, this ain't the norm 

When I perform, I get you up out your seat 

Get down with the real deal skills, then chill 

Then show your ass how to get amped, then lamp 

Stretch, flex, then tackle what's next 

Cause mc's, that luck up, need to hush up 

Who can't brush up, on their rap style, shut the fuck up 

Then duck from the one that gets buck-wild 

I chop your ass in half, with a smile 

Big grin, all teeth, for those who got beef 

Fuckin with me ock, you're six feet deep 

Down in the ground, alone with no sound 

While I'm up here chillin, top billin 

And illin, on all those, who oppose 

I wanna take one more shot, strike a pose, uhh! 

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[chorus] 

[king tee] 

Smash, here comes the one that talks trash 

To garbage mc's, who try to diss me 

And my crew - the ill ville animal cannibal 

Backbreakers, government amputators 

Bounce to this if you think you know the hits 

And all you gassed-up critics, put the brakes on the shit 

Cause I'm tired of this, and I'm tired of that 

Motherfuckers sayin king tee's shit was wack 

But in fact, my rhymes crack backs and make money stacks 

By the truckload, now let's go for the gold 

So strap on your seatbelt yo and let's go 

And get down, to the sound that burns quick 

Cause I'm about to burn rubber, on this number 

And any mc who claims his style is legit 

Suckers wanna try me? (I know not why tee) 

I light that ass up like the 4th of july g, uhh! 

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[chorus] 

[t] check the flow, check the flow, check the flow yo 

[s] check the flow, check the flow, check the flow yo 

[t] check the flow, check the flow, check the flow yo 

[s] check the flow, check the flow, check the flow 

[sledge] 

Capital s-l, crooked letter humpback fuck that 

Thump that, shit that's never wack 

Cause this goes out too all the niggaz that we rushin 

To hear the shit I'm bustin over ruptured percussion 

It ain't my fault that I'm layin niggaz down like asphault 

And blow your ass away like chalk, dust 

Then crush your monkey-ass unto the side 

Cause wrecked dialect is causin lyrical genocide 

[king tee] 

I stress facts like irs wants tax 

From anyone claimin that they're livin, kind of fat 

You see, I could get sick in the thick of shit 

I turn my toes up, when it goes up, my foe's butt 

Hey nigga back-steps, even you can get hit 

I'm more crankier than a bitch on the shit! 

Niggaz get heated cause they just got defeated 

By the two man team, the sledge and the king, uhh! 

[chorus]