Float

Manslaughter, walkin on water

I stay afloat with a note, the way a boat oughta

I'm too poetically inclined, one of a kind

True and divine the genuine, breakin a bond and gettin mine

so freeze, I'm makin it flow with ease

And droppin the funkiest lyrics that ever been known to MC's

Cause I can recite it fast, or even rap slow

Huh, man I can just talk and my shit'll flow

Because I mastered the rhythms of winnin lyric

Hit em, just the flow itself'll tell you that I did em

So let the K-to-the-A-to-the-N-to-the-E

show you the meaning of real harmony, as I float

Float.. float on

Float on.. float on..

Peep this

I'm always on the down-low, smooth and mild

But when it's time to get wild, huh, you know my style

I drop lyrics wham bam by the gram on a jam

and gooooooood DAMN!

It's like a disaster that nobody goes after

Rappers turn ghost like Casper

Cause battlin me, you'd only meet your fate

You'd probably come out better tryin to fight in Kuwait

To be smart, would be not to start

Not even The Wiz can give you that much heart

Rap is like an art.. and man you know

that kind of makes me like Michaelangelo

Not to sound conceited, or either to boast with what I said

cause I'm too modest to ever lose my level head

But if I ever got bold and said I'm higher

I can give more reasons than Earth, Wind & Fire

Many follow in the footsteps, tryin to get a rep

of a lover and a smooth black brother

But I'm knockin imitators out the box

Because you couldn't copy Kane if your name was Xerox

I'm like the God in light, some of my writing might

be too much for your mind to explode like dynamite

And if it sounds good to you then get on it doggone it

Capture this like a Kodak moment as I float

Float.. float on

Float on.. float on..

In this third verse, I'll make it sure mental

See the way that you serve rap's like a death penalty

So back up off me, ain't nobody stoppin Kane

I'm shittin on rappers like I never been potty trained

That means defeatin deletin and beatin

while all the tenderonis I'll be meatin and greatin and treatin

And welcome to a new Terrordome

When I come to roam, you know Daddy's Home

Rhymes come at you full powered with might

They call in the SWAT team when I start to write

and declared my lyrics illegal weapons in every state

So I can get five to ten for carryin a Papermate

Just a little bitty taste of this'll burn so bad

you'll wanna call me the Big Daddy Inferno

So don't even think about a battle, I sail without a paddle

In other words, I FLOAT

Float.. float on

Float on.. float on..