Live from the 504 It's Mr. Crazy Flow, jumping like a bungee, no rope Even in the dungeon, I glow, even if it ain't sunny, I glow If it ain't about money, I go nowhere—I'm nailed to the floor Money controls where I go, it is the sail to my boat And it's going down, it's going down, like there's a whale in the boat See, you can smell that I smoke, and yep, I sip that lean You hit me with that combination, it make my eyes bleed I'm a shark in the water, yep, I swim with the big So I don't have time to deal with Willie the Squid L-L-Lilypad niggas, L-L-Look at the monster Y-Y-You don't want to crash, like La-La-La Bamba See it's me, Ronnie, and Terry, and my new drop is berry Watermelon, plum; just call it fruit punch I'm an old rapper getting new bucks And all you new rappers, you just new lunch (new lunch) Flow sick, so sick, need a doc, yes A creature, monster, like the Loch Ness I gets hotter by the tock, before I sizzle to death I just tell the clock, Gimme a sec In the middle of the war—where my enemy at? I'm running this bitch, like Eric Bieniemy back 'Cause e'ery time I hit a track, I'm like an energy pack The instruments are crying out: Where the sympathy at? Yeah, if you betting money, baby, him'll be back Whatever legends look like, bitch, I'm finna be that I walked right in hip-hop, like: Where my dinner be at? I ate that, and I was like: Where my dinner be at? I hate that women lie, so I lie to them back Got two bitches in my pants—quiet? Neither them that A lot of bitches want dick, I give a lot of them that Let's do a pill, I can fuck you for an hour with that And to the kids, drugs kill—I'm acknowledging that But when I'm on a drug, I don't have a problem with that And my niggas got guns the size of toddlers, biatch And we aiming right at your fucking collar, biatch—pow!