Just Kickin' It

The F.L.Y. guys
About to toss something at you

Here I come again with a groove to move you
Something kind of smooth you can bop your head to
Chill is the feel, you can play it anytime
And smooth is the groove, layin' back behind the rhyme
So please put a freeze on the hoopin' and hollerin'
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 flowin' like a river
Silky, silky, cotton to the ear
Diction perfect, rhymes all clear
Tempo moderate, this ain't no marathon
Step back, new jacks, observe the paragon
Huh? Who? What? Why? When?
Don't be lookin' around, clown, that's right, I'm back again
With the dopeness, your head is boppin', isn't it?
Yeah, I thought so

Yo, I'm just kickin' it (Just kickin' it)
Yeah, yeah, I'm just kickin' it (Just kickin' it)
Just watch me, y'all, I'm just kickin' it
Uh (Just kickin' it)
Yeah, yo, I'm just kickin' it (Just kickin' it)

Prepare for the voyage, just close your eyes
Who ain't ready? Holler out, "I"
Well, ain't nobody hollerin' 'cause all is perfect
The groove is a wave and my rhymes are surfin'
Track designed with a rhyme in mind
Even if you bump, bump, bump, the charts will climb
Every other rapper tryin' to get you to jump
But when you're all done jumpin', I'ma give you what you really want
Track by track, displayin' my ability
The man F.P. showin' true dexterity
On the mic, no rules, I'm lawless
Wicked when I kick it and the 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 stylist, an all-pro flower
I throw stuff together better than Noah
I cut, I kick it too, kind to the eardrum
All true poetry from me, you'll be hearin' some
So extra, extra, read all about it
I'm slappin' the hell out of those that doubt it
I'm rippin' every city I've been in
Coast to coast, not to boast, but I'm winnin'
The fans' approval and that's the way I'm livin'
All without 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)
Yo, I'm just kickin' it (Just kickin' it)

Let's take a trip, mellow out while I'm rappin'
Your mind is the boat and my rhyme's the captain
So hoist the sail and it's time to flow
To a place that other rap boats don't go
Welcome, welcome into my territory
Everybody get on up and get busy for me
Heads are boppin' hard and fast
And now I'm gettin' sued 'cause my groove cause whiplash
Every time I rhyme, I try to
Say somethin' smooth that'll move inside you
The way that you should feel when you hear a real rap
That's trapped in a rhyme and you're climbin' to the climax
A lyrical painter, the fresh prince
And y'all in awe of my Picasso essence
Musical passion, lovely, isn't it?
But ain't nothin' to it

Yo, I'm just kickin' it, uh (Just kickin' it)
Yo, check me, check me, just kickin' it (Just kickin' it)
Like Punta, y'all, I'm just kickin' it (Just kickin' it)
Uh, uh, I'm just kickin' it (Just kickin' it)
[Outro: F.L.Y., F.L.Y. and (Melvin)
Yo, I'm out (Just kickin' it)

Just kickin' it (Just kickin' it)
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Just kickin' it
Just kickin' it
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