i flow those dreams that you can't reach/
with a speech calm and slow like a stroll on the beach/
patrolin' the whole beef before bits scatter and lose control/
beat into waste matter, versed, it hurts when you can't grab the next rhyme/
words bezerk, oh no! i'ma nerd outta my mind/
mind outta me, surgery's a bitch, spurting these/
lines outta me, i don't know psychology, but i'ma psycho/
please believe its preferably out free, see commercials? i wrote those/
against rap, with a pen and pad dabbin' foes with jabs and KOs/
its like a bunch of uppercuts cut into quotes... i didn't say those/
almost like i raised the calories with a fork-lift lifting pork/
talking like i know HIPHOP... when i always picked up the SOURCE/
flipped up more middle fingers than the times i've been ignored/
shit up a poor attitude, punk singers said "keep at it dude"/
is it my fault i flow that hydro that you can't let go and that's why you're silent?/
speaking in tongues but among the young i'm that mental kid yelling like a giant/
"oh, its ok, don't worry about him, his name is marshall, he's got 'potential'"/
i got the p-word? look at me now ms. waters, i stole ethanol/
drank it, now i can't be matched in rhymes by any kid with the other half of my broke-pencil/
my jagged rhymes couldn't be tamed if wrote-gentle.../

and there you have it folks... the i flow flow by me... peace


signed,
~madd