C.F. digital bust critical
 Lighters get burned on a diamond stylus
 Four elements control the soundclash
 CoFlow responds to the crowd's mileage
 [Bigg Jus]
 The nitrous illustrator surveyor terrorizer
 Hit end to end burners plus multiple insiders
 Sublevel providers or simple verbalizer
 The most humble student sniper  destroy to amplify
 The sentinal who protects the portal dimensional hologram
 Cover all chapters of b-boy visuals
 Take it back to two A.M. fill in the 3D outline in the park
 A year later drug raiders set off black and silver sparks
 Somehow it just changed the culture ripped the whole movement apart
 from it's origins, begin that gave the four elements its start
 What remains, a crew trying to rebuild in vain
 To the local squad, trying to bring the fame back to they building
 I'm in the finals, three years consecutive for soundkilling
 Pooh butt analyzers, the weapon mystifier
 Who wanna come test the King Benevolent
 who turn the state of the art, into nuttin or irrelevant
 Who fuck the world whirlwind myriad of vaporous hybrids, it's known
 to seep through these brick walls n shit, close your eyelids
 in the field of depth perception
 I annihilate kids with no less than Texas tittie twisters
 Skull nuggies, purple nurples, methamphetamine
 Break the land speed record dip out leave a crop circle
 Mr. Sluggo top-notch competitor behaviour injector invader
 Crush competition like a overturned Blazer
 Our greatest work ever, overthrow the stock exchange with lazers
 Escape flying through the Number 4 tunnel, too low to be detected by
 radar
 Grand concourse mixer of flavour breast elixir
 We screwface competition with Ruthie cola mixture
 I'm way above, shine on crews like a street lamp fixture
 [together]
 Super duty tough words, all vision lost rhymin
 B-Boys hold down the function
 Rock steadily for more than just dough
 "Dance to the rhythm and rhyme of CoFlow" (repeat 5X)
 [Big Juss]
 A hot wire like a third rail is live (repeat 3X)
 From here to oblivion, I obliterate
 [El Producto]
 Yo, I cut most meticulous with a similar interest
 King of pen and sing to a metronome without an influence
 Shot burner off-kilter bust shit at random
 like civil war muskets or ADD kids throwin tantrums
 Out out the damn spot with phantom power rebel bunch
 Using the populace like Fed fed the meat to public school lunches
 Sad to say im the matrix with the code for smallpox rapist
 Out of all shots mine are worn from hit 'n' runs, caught 'em
 mixtapeless
 Straight from limbo where the most favourite dish is faces
 Marching like Dimes or Orangemen through Belfast
 Manimal hybrids be combination, then beatbox
 til the tastebuds on our tongues are smooth and shapeless
 Dodging thought police this patient zero the folk hero
 Clepto steal the spotlight before b-boys turn complacent
 Specialize in neuter services and theft of game systems
 The crew detaches expands and credits them towards purchases
 Wisdom with a bad touch, incision pain plus
 that botched the operation and denied insurance claim from it
 Overfiendish, twenty cock to shoot out fuck your mind
 before that morning cup of ovaltine shit
 El Producto, C.F. born to break shit down and replace it with
 fortified vitamins that you can lick right off the vinyl
 Little Leaguer, my phonics is on some clearly ironic shit
 like hittin pick six on the day of the apocalypse
 Took the hard road to blaze a trail like yeast infection
 in urethras, just to match crabs try to bite my style, fail
 Diss me on the internet like picket line crossin Teamsters
 Scabs that's realy down with hip hop only if convenient, KILL HIM!!!
 The rhyme sucks
 The delivery sucks
 This fucking move, terrible, very old
 Look at me I'm going to dance for you now, look
 "Dance to the rhythm and rhyme of CoFlow" (repeat 4X)
 [Big Juss]
 A hot one among the third rail is live (repeat 3X)
 From here to oblivion, I obliterate
 "Dance to the rhythm and rhyme of CoFlow" (cut and scratched