All I wanna hear is flow, lyrics and delivery
With gimmicks that give it the spirit of infinite energy
A, spiritual entity, ripping apart the industry
Playing the part, I take it to heart, so gimme the ball I’m hitting threes
Yea, it’s not as simple as it seems
You’re lost among the motion like a ripple in the sea
A cymbal in the beat, a whistle in the breeze, a pixel in the screen
I don’t ressemble rappers when I’m spitting imagery
You feeling me? Whatever, fuck it, it doesn’t matter
I’m bringing the rhyming ability of a couple of dozen rappers, understand this
I’m kicking it better than some of the people who thinking they best on the planet, dammit
Half your plastic fans just couldn’t handle that shit
So what now, we hitting it up like kung-pow
Keeping the constant motion like the shadow on a sundial
Run wild, yea I’m at it again
Cuz SLY INK is in my veins like I got stabbed with a pen, motherfucker
CHORUS:
One time for my hip-hop believers, speak up
Bringing the sound from Paris to Geneva
We’re going back to the action, gimme that, gimme that microphone
Pappity Paps, ima bring an impact, so gimme that gimme that microphone
You know I do it for my hip-hop believers, speak up
Bringing the sound from Paris to Geneva
Bringing this rap with a passion, gimme that, gimme that microphone
Pappity Paps, I’m ripping this track, so gimme that gimme that microphone
VERSE 2:
Tsst, god damn, this mic is white hot
My rhymes supply bright lights to blind spots
I might stop, but then again I might not
Kicking it in the streets, jaws drop to the sidewalk
I keep an open-minded policy
Override your systems with my polarising qualities
And so it’s my priority to loosen up your mind
Cuz rappers nowadays have got a noodle for a spine
I’m, spreading the movement like rumours or tumours
School and influence the youth and trying to boost the future of this music
I’m glued to it, ruin your crew’s tunes, I’m too fluid
You talk shit, but truth is, none of you could do this
It’s masterful rapping, adaptable tactics, an actual classic
To backhand back rappers in action
I have the baddest of habits but, I’m having a blast
It’s pappity paps attacking the track like Captain Jack against the Kraken WHAT!
CHORUS
VERSE 3:
S.L.Y. to the I.N.K, boy better know that man don’t play
SLY to the INK, take it to the brink, cuz we don’t wanna know what you “might just say”
Hey! Man a get this rolling, holding onto what’s golden, hoping
Bring it up in a forward motion, Kicking that rap track so explosive
Spit that, half the time, who gonna come in attack of the rhyme
MC’s know when it’s Paps on the mic better take your place at the back of the line
Yes, P to the A to the P to the S, bringing that shit you just can’t test
Represent world wide connects
With a little bit of rhyme combined with a punchline, tongue tied by the one line better run by
Sometimes I can run wild cuz I’m unsigned, gone deaf, dumb, blind, man I gotta unwind
(woo!) Swiss Life Youth, we don’t wanna deal with a prick like you
You don’t wanna steal this mic too cuz Pappity Paps didn’t invite you! (haaaaa)
Simply ego tripping, eagle vision, evil villain, people listen
Feel the heat and speak the wisdom
Mandem a don’t know, Paps is loco, on the stage I’m right at home
Never gonna get a better rhythm in a flow so gimme that gimme that microphone
