[together]  C.F. digital bust critical  Lighters get burned on a diamond stylus  Four elements control the soundclash  CoFlow responds to the crowd's mileage    [Bigg Jus]  The nitrous illustrator surveyor terrorizer  Hit end to end burners plus multiple insiders  Sublevel providers or simple verbalizer  The most humble student sniper, destroy to amplify  The sentinal who protects the portal dimensional hologram  Cover all chapters of b-boy visuals  Take it back to two A.M. fill in the 3D outline in the park  A year later drug raiders set off black and silver sparks  Somehow it just changed the culture ripped the whole movement apart  from it's origins, begin that gave the four elements its start  What remains, a crew trying to rebuild in vain  To the local squad, trying to bring the fame back to they building  I'm in the finals, three years consecutive for soundkilling  Pooh butt analyzers, the weapon mystifier  Who wanna come test the King Benevolent  who turn the state of the art, into nuttin or irrelevant  Who fuck the world whirlwind myriad of vaporous hybrids, it's known  to seep through these brick walls n shit, close your eyelids  in the field of depth perception   I annihilate kids with no less than Texas tittie twisters  Skull nuggies, purple nurples, methamphetamine  Break the land speed record dip out leave a crop circle  Mr. Sluggo top-notch competitor behaviour injector invader  Crush competition like a overturned Blazer  Our greatest work ever, overthrow the stock exchange with lazers  Escape flying through the Number 4 tunnel, too low to be detected by radar  Grand concourse mixer of flavour breast elixir  We screwface competition with Ruthie cola mixture  I'm way above, shine on crews like a street lamp fixture    [together]  Super duty tough words, all vision lost rhymin  B-Boys hold down the function  Rock steadily for more than just dough  "Dance to the rhythm and rhyme of CoFlow" (repeat 5X)    [Big Juss]  A hot wire like a third rail is live (repeat 3X)  From here to oblivion, I obliterate    [El Producto]  Yo, I cut most meticulous with a similar interest  King of pen and sing to a metronome without an influence  Shot burner off-kilter bust shit at random  like civil war muskets or ADD kids throwin tantrums  Out out the damn spot with phantom power rebel bunch  Using the populace like Fed fed the meat to public school lunches  Sad to say im the matrix with the code for smallpox rapist  Out of all shots mine are worn from hit 'n' runs, caught 'em mixtapeless  Straight from limbo where the most favourite dish is faces  Marching like Dimes or Orangemen through Belfast  Manimal hybrids be combination, then beatbox  til the tastebuds on our tongues are smooth and shapeless  Dodging thought police this patient zero the folk hero  Clepto steal the spotlight before b-boys turn complacent  Specialize in neuter services and theft of game systems  The crew detaches expands and credits them towards purchases  Wisdom with a bad touch, incision pain plus  that botched the operation and denied insurance claim from it  Overfiendish, twenty cock to shoot out fuck your mind  before that morning cup of ovaltine shit  El Producto, C.F. born to break shit down and replace it with  fortified vitamins that you can lick right off the vinyl  Little Leaguer, my phonics is on some clearly ironic shit  like hittin pick six on the day of the apocalypse  Took the hard road to blaze a trail like yeast infection  in urethras, just to match crabs try to bite my style, fail  Diss me on the internet like picket line crossin Teamsters  Scabs that's realy down with hip hop only if convenient, KILL HIM!!!     The rhyme sucks   The delivery sucks   This fucking move, terrible, very old   Look at me I'm going to dance for you now, look     "Dance to the rhythm and rhyme of CoFlow" (repeat 4X)     [Big Juss]  A hot one among the third rail is live (repeat 3X)  From here to oblivion, I obliterate    "Dance to the rhythm and rhyme of CoFlow" (cut and scratched)