Pablo Jaq Flow

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1-2-3 Rebel

What? What? What? Come on!
...rrrah!

Exes won't you die slow?
My eyes show no hydro
She went on that Snow White
I said goodnight and then Heigh-Ho
On my high horse, well of course
Can't push the cart before my Porsche
Gotta push the art out a like cyborg
Half-man, half-amazing, full psycho
That crazy walk, plus crazy talk
Make crazy money, for crazy Jaq
Your frère Jaq, speak Veritas
Goddess of truth, I married ya
Exes dead I buried ya
In the grave of the past in America
Of course I divorce on the course of their source
I see what you bacon I don't want your pork
This that Pablo Jaq flow. Standard or auto
The name pretentious, my aim is senseless
I maim a sentence with my flow

PABLO JAQ FLOW
THIS THAT PABLO JAQ FLOW
PABLO JAQ FLOW
THIS THAT PABLO JAQ FLOW

Fuck ya mad at me for?
My love was your C4
Blow up in your esophagus
And the topic hit from the deep throat
Not stressed out, like before
I'm on my A game what the hell a B for?
Unless we talking killer bee flow
I'm the bees knees honey no T4
Can't stop the pain, I bet they run a train
You can't feel a thang, go Novocaine
When life hurts, I write verse
Then I write song, then my love strong
For my first: me first
Myself and I, my team, CHUCH
I don't want no weak bitch
That's food for thought, I want deep dish
This that Pablo Jaq flow. Standard or auto
The name pretentious, my aim is senseless
I maim a sentence with my flow

PABLO JAQ FLOW
THIS THAT PABLO JAQ FLOW
PABLO JAQ FLOW
THIS THAT PABLO JAQ FLOW

Zone out (x16)

Roses red, violence too
Violets' violins singing out the blues
5-7-5 is a fuckin' Haiku
I ain't fuckin' with you 'less your fuckin' IQ
High too... ah-choo...
Allergic to verses that sound like "ooh"
My sonnets emerge, I'm a poet on the move
Some Moët down the tube now I'm feelin' the booze
Feelin' my shoes? Saint Laurent on a runway
Start fresh like we talk about Sunday
White dress guess we talk about someday
In a galaxy, far far away
Renaissance man rep full chivalry
Every motherfucking bitch try to come kill me
Comme des Garçons to cover my chest
Come then pass on I cover her chest (ha)
Come to bask on in my fresh
Come the Basquiat over my desk
Come to watch the man do his best
Pablo Jaq flow over now? Yes.

3-2-1 Rebel

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from Death Blow, released December 13, 2016

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Kofi Montreal, Québec

Kofi is a multi-disciplinary artist whose titles include rapper-producer, singer-songwriter, actor, writer and filmmaker.

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