Fantaztic Flows Songtext
von Blaque Spurm

One, two
Ha, ha, ha, yeah

Ah, fantastic flaws, here we go
Fantastic flaws, here we go (yeah)
Fantastic flaws, here we go (yeah)
Fantastic flaws, here we go (yeah)

Fantastic flaws are force-fed into my head
Paranoid, confused, and mentally dead
MC and wannabes whose styles are prehistoric
I′ll put boric acid all over your notebook after I told you
Gave you proper authorization to hold the mic
Let alone pick up a pen and pad and try to write
You couldn't excite a bunch of maddening sharks
With the lake on the puppets, call yourself a lyricist


That′s not too smart, 'cause staying up late out rhymes all the time
It pays absolutely nothing to a front, uh
Not the one to be asking for an altercation
Buckle, you get that ass blasted through the walls like stucco
What the fuck is your problem? I heard your one-song demo
My man that threw it out the backseat window of the limo
And your bimbos? On my sh-, tell her to loosen the grip
She couldn't get no dick as well, recount it, I′m perfectly fit

I get my bones in the pit
I′m darker than any eclipse
I'm producing MCs to particles smaller than this
(With my, with my, with my, uh)

Fantastic flaws, here we go
Yeah, fantastic flaws, here we go
Fantastic flaws, here we go
Yeah, fantastic flaws, here we go, yeah

If you diss me in your dreams, you better wake up and apologize
Or I′ll be forced to make the death toll rise
I despise sucker MCs with a passion
But I won't dwell on my disgust
′Cause I'll be needing some action
On the chicks, they be asking me
"How you be so fine?"
Ask my mother, she′s responsible for my design


So I'm in time to give her praise
More than Mother's Day, that′s 365
She helps a nigga get by
Fantasy fly, why did he provide me
With tracks to slide on, then I ride them ′til I can't, no more
Closer from other regions of the soul in my system
These virulently stripping MCs with props
Similar to a chop shop

I drop hip-hop and R&B yeah
Rhythm and blaque sperm
Cosmic germs, I defeat with these
Defeat with these (yeah)

Fantastic flaws, here we go
Fantastic flaws, here we go, whoa, whoa
Fantastic flaws, here we go, whoa, whoa (yeah)
Fantastic flaws, here we go

Embryotic fluid flows for the whole
Toxic techniques enable me to decompose this (yeah)
Swiss cheese infused with hose water throughout the structure
I put them on Robert Durkee and devour the motherfuckers
I hover over tracks using levitational skills
Building mental sitcoms so I can maintain
When I′m done with this microphone feeling stage
Engaging relaxation on some West Indies island

Blending in with the Jamaicans
Never faking moves, rhymes are force-fed like food
I remove the negative, competitive through
The intergalactic advance
Like my nigga Drastic
More than the beach and a couple of rhymes on plastic
I amastic like a couple of cans of Aspic
And defeat MCs with flows that are fantastic, yeah (fantastic, yeah)

On the planet
Fantastic flaws, here we go (yeah)
Fantastic flaws, here we go, whoa, whoa
Fantastic flaws, here we go, whoa, whoa (yeah)
Fantastic flaws, here we go, whoa, whoa
Fantastic flaws, here we go, whoa, whoa
Going, going, gone, gone (yeah)