Main Flow - Behind The Lines lyrics

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[18 second long intro skit about cops frisking for drugs]

[1: Main Flow]

It's hard to define these vets, behind the lines where we find these threats

Chinese connects, with jets like Siamese pets

Who in your household {?} the gold

Thousand to fold, not livin life, out in the cold

Never twist blurry worry if the wrist hurry miss the jury

It's just {??} to watch "Fists of Fury"

A border scene, don't try to trap me in a submarine

Love the green, snub your team for the love between

Flex sounds, 200 down on some next pounds

And check rounds, 'spect clowns and wreck towns

Prepare the intro, low pretend don't sell the intro

Tell momento, limo to el central

We high drive, wreck my rains on I-5

Revive alive, survive dives with wise lies

Police recovery, helicopts the other see

A dozen flee, sellin big crops will cover me

[another 20 second skit, cops frisking people]

[2: Main Flow]

Check out my flowcharts, low hold starts like Mozart

Pose arts and blow darts to Bogarts

to force the 80 men, subterranean, move your lady in

Shady blend, 80 wins, Mercedes Benz

Crime toss, {?} the boss, clappin the sauce

Opposite cross, rap with the force, chop shop hit a loss

Tone detail, sold in retail

Hold heats well, cheats sell, gold to eat well

Toastin shit, whenever it's appropriate

Number one associate, let's see how close it get

Knock a tail, hoppin up the block to chill

Rock a mill', coppin my daughter a cockatiel

We operate, no minutes late, phonin the gate

Home of the safe, Roman estates, blown dome if you wait

You know my steez, first reverse who happen to leak search

When leaves burst we travel to Caesar's

[scratching]

[3: Main Flow]

Who bring the brand new, lyrics get ran through when I land to

Bamboo, niggaz ramble, a hundred grand blew

No facts, flow with a ax, go with the tracks

Know when to lax, 'dro in the packs, cats owin me backs

Blow smoke, I know a slowpoke, too low to go broke

And ain't no joke, and love the 'dro choke

We block pagers, stages for the rock of ages

Stop wages, we'll mosh for the locks of cages

Slow remain after the rain like Coltrane

The flow slang, expose game on dope planes

Get your {?} slapped, cash and ran raps, your plan tapped

And your hand dapped, of course you layin track

Big money style, my niggaz gettin funny trials

Honey child, is a.k.a. sunny now

Dry lips, got dips, returnin from the pot trips

Princess Di whips, sit back and watch the fly clips

[skit for 85 seconds about Italian dons and drugs until the end]