*This is the beat y'all of the year* Swift as wind, slammin harder than a domino MC's surrender, consider my attitude the bomb Toy or pro, don't you know I'm from the Pro The intent of the jam's to let the rhymes flow The name Low Pro will grow stronger over centuries But when you say our name, then don't forget to mention these Dope jams, that kept suckers in check Yo, you know Low Pro will keep flowin correct To melodies like these eliminate MC's Pump the volume on the JVC Kick the bass, but no too loud, drainin the lyrics I took my time with this rhyme, so y'all can hear it Now dig it, time to get busy, Low Pro is on a uproar Jackin MC's between tours Just takin what's mine, I'm not a thug of any kind But some of y'all gotta be for bitin my rhyme So let the flow take control of your body and soul Hit the park with a quart of old gold Grab a girlie, cool out, while the W is showin' How a young boy can keep em flowin' Now keep 'em flowin' DJ Aladdin *I'd flow in the Nile* [Sample from Eric B. & Rakim:My Melody Keep flowin' Tired of all these rappers talkin' bout the same thing Who got the most money, or the biggest gold chain It's a shame, I can't even turn my radio on Without hearin' some punk with a wack-out song What it's a wack season? That's all i'm hearin' on the radio Punks are comin softer than soft, they're like Clay-doh But play the bank stable and able But for a rhyme that's fatal You punks remind me of Play-doh Cheap slapped together artificial material You shitty-drawers rapper, yo, you're sweeter than cereal You all sound alike, tryin to hang with the trend But then again nowadays I think wack is in I don't sweat it no more, I used throw a tantrum When I seen a wack record on the chart go platinum But now I see it ain't who you know or who's deffer It's all on who's behind you to support that record Comin from the streets of L.A. this ain't a joke And in Compton brothers gettin smoked over dope Gangsters standin on the corner waitin to blast On any sucker they see, yo, with the wrong color rag That's why I'm recitin' this poem showin' and flowin' Yo, we got to come together, start growin and growin' Despite the negativity, this life has been goin' Put our minds to work and let the lyrics keep flowin' So keep 'em flowin' DJ Aladdin *I'd flow in the Nile* Keep flowin' Grab a pen, take notes, focus on the turntable Some call him dope, but I call Aladdin fatal Think he ain't, sucker duck, I think you better start walkin' Yo yo Aladdin, let your fingers do the talkin' *Bite it* This ain't a mickey mouse theme, You scheme, you're bound to get beat, chief Run up, punk, and walk away with no teeth Don't sleep on the W, dope lyrics are mandatory A young warrior designed to tell the real story About the Profile, roll the carpet down the aisle I'm steadily black on black, and I be damned if I smile Or snuggle, juggle, pop a grin or even chuckle Step towards the Doub and taste five rugged knuckles So when I get to flowin, yo, it's nothin but smooth sailin' That's illin out, plus steadily prevailin' And swellin' on the top of the hip-hop list Yo yo, take me for a joke a quick way to get dissed Boy, the jack of all trades is like the ace of spades Aladdin cut the record like a brother with a blade While the W recites on the mic all night Keep the party in check, but suckers still try to bite They get upset when they pop a cassette And hear the Profile bailin in deep, deep effect Yo, we make jams for just about everybody To let you know this ain't nothin but a party With history, messages, stories I'm showin Througout eternity Low Pro will keep 'em flowin' Now keep 'em flowin' DJ Aladdin *I'd flow in the Nile* *This is the beat y'all of the year*