- Votes:
- Composers:
- Mark Christopher Batson
- India Arie Simpson
- Kevin Cannon
- Duane Covert
- Daniel William Jackson
 
- Genres:
- Hip-Hop
- Indie
- Soul
 
- Tags:
- rap
 
- See also:
Company Flow - Simple lyrics
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 I'm wild with a dosage
 character closely cut from a fabric that's ferocious
 with a misanthropes motive and a quote that drips from a slit throat
 livid and sickly corroded, fuck it I'm precocious
 first fraud to get soaked equals the joke that stands closest
 tear the thugs up with clubs before the toast leaves their holsters
 purvey the unconveyed for the age of the no hopers
 and never shut the fuck up till we have a sense of closure
 dissonant key, shines blind while I'm landing
 well I've lost friends to death and simple misunderstandings
 every breath is a zone, isolated and accident prone, christ...
 maybe I'm designed to live alone
 '99 will be remembered as the time that shit cluttered my dome
 so in 2000 when you talk to me (blah blah blah) 
 just watch your fucking tone
 some people think they know me 'cause they play me in their home
 and lose perspective on the rules of engagement
 get smacked to the pavement
 if the tune bruise hard, that's my whole job fufillment
 so before your suck box squawks that smart thought...try to kill
 or space ghost might spit on you, we're tight like that...teammates
 been through too much shit to turn away now, no debate
 I'm wild with a dosage, maybe something similar 
 to the substances that threw some of my best friends out of focus
 who holds the vein contains poppy juice, notice the same strains Company Flow - Simple - http://motolyrics.com/company-flow/simple-lyrics.html
 that take away our pain might croak us
 88, eighth grade, weighs in with a grin
 smoking bones in tompkins park where all the crack heads lived
 it was me and my friend jon and a bag without skins
 so we emptied out a cigarette and stuffed that shit in
 way before The paincave made itself known, that's what we did
 like running around downtown brooklyn getting chased by the big kids
 now as a man I don't run much, still have the same click
 that very few people I meet in this world can measure up with
 simple words can do work versus complexidus bids
 plus a rhyme style without emotion isn't telling me shit
 this portion of the broadcast is adjourned with a dark tint
 now I've got razor blades in my throat and I don't mind it one bit
 from the women I've loved down to the clubs that I've ripped
 I dedicate my strange ways from in this maze that I sit
yes, ladies and gentlemen, can you escape from...drum roll please....
 The paincave
 The paincave
 The paincave
 The paincave
 The paincave
 The paincave
 The paincave
 The paincave
 Company Flow Simple













