The F-L-Y guy      About to toss some action      Here I go again with a groove to move you      Somethin' kinda smooth, you can bop your head to      Chill it, the feel, you can play it anytime      Its smooth, is the groove, play it back behind the rhyme      So please, put a freeze, on hooving and hollering      Fans deserve more, for their hip-hop dollar, man      And I'm just the rapper to deliver      The rapper that can give a      Funky rhyme, flowing like a river      Silky, silky, kind to the ear      Diction perfect, rhymes all clear      Tempo moderate, this ain't no marathon      Step back, new jack's, observe the paragon      Ha, who? what?, why?, when?      Don't be looking around clown, that's right, I'm back again       With the dopeness, you're head is bopping isn't it?      Yeah I thought so. Yo, I'm just kickin' it.            Yeah---      Just kickin' it' –Yeah, Yeah      I'm just kickin' it            I really cannot kick it      Just kickin it      Jus watch me y'all; I'm jus kickin it – kickin it      Uh Just kickin it      Yeah, yo I'm just kickin' it            Just kick, and just kick it       Just kickin it -Ooh       Prepare for a voyage, just close your eyes      Who ain't ready, holler out I      Well ain't nobody hollering, 'cause all is perfect      The groove is a wave, and my rhyme's a surfing      The track design      With a rhyme in mind      Bidi budup up up, the charges will climb      Every young rapper trying to get you to jump      But when you're all done jumpin', I'm a git you what you really want       Track by track displaying my ability      The man, FP, showing true dexterity      On the Mic, no rules are lawless      Wicked, and a kicker and my rhymes are flawless      So sit back, relax and allow me to rock ya      With a hit that you're gonna get mentally locked to      A hip-hop solid and all flow, flower      I post up, together, better than Noah      A cut, to kick it too, kind to the ear drum      All true poetry, for me y'all be hearin' some      So extra, extra, read all about it      I slam a the hell out of those that doubt it      I'm rippin' every city I been in      Coast to coast, not to boast, but I'm winning      My fans are powerful, and that's the way I'm living      All about effort y'all                  Yo, I'm just kickin' it      Uh Just kickin' it      Yeah, yeah, I'm just kickin' it            Just kickin' it      Come on. Come on, I'm just kickin it            Just kickin' it      Now, I'm just kickin it'            Just kickin' it – Just kickin' it      Let's take a trip, mellow out while I'm rappin'      Ya mind is the boat, and my rhyme's the captain      So hoist a sail, and its time to flow      To a place that other rappers don't go      Welcome, welcome, into my territory      Everbody get on up, and get busy for me      Heads are boppin hard and fast      And now I'm getting' sued 'cause my groove caused whiplash      Everytime a rhymer tried to      Say something smooth, that'll move inside you      The way that you should feel when you hear a real rap      Is trapped in the rhyme and your climbing to the climax      A lyrical painter, the fresh prince      And y'all a know of my Picasso essence      Musical passion, lovely isn't?      But ain't nothin' to it      Yo, I'm just kickin it            Just kickin' it- Just kickin'      Check me, check me, just kickin it            Just kickin' it- Just kickin it      Like Pronto y'all, I'm just kickin' it            Just kickin' it      Uh, I'm just kickin' it            Just kickin' it      Yo, I'm out            Just kickin' it      Just kickin' it      Just kickin' it      Just kickin' it      Laa-aha      Just kickin' it      He-he-he-ha      Just kickin' it      Just kickin it      Just kickin it      Just kickin' it