First rough take.  

Tea flow.

Mcfunkzilla.

Tea Flow

Instrumental Beat Credit - Seth Marcel feat. AKI - "Hardcore"

MCfunkzilla- Tea Flow 

Lyrics:
Yo arpeggio tritone piano
yo bitch sing side saddle soprano

when I flow off the dome
take yo stutter shit to the back room o yo home
when I roam
nomadic, spit flow til you asmatic
you sedentary take for granite
ertyhang you made a plastic
wit my rap shit
I glow like a matchstick

you couldnt match this
aint no source to yo has been

ima. Stop and bring it back
aint no refrain on a track
I dont refrain from income tax
I relapse and snatch packs
from dust racks
to make my lungs black

yea

Tea be good for my nerves
half my dome curves
I dont flinch, I dont swerve
I turn yo flow into a verb
Not the tea you feed to a bird
Yo lapdance dont cost shit like NERD

kick a lil flow right quick fast
skim a li l slow outcho slimfast
 seed to seed outcho beezwax
cold frozen honey dry seed like flax

metaphor metaphysical musical backslap
open hand back volley atcho asscrack
chillin out somewhere between a freestyle and prewritteN
u funkier than pfunk twerk fuckin hilary clinton


get passed around like hybrid playin badminton
enough tea to keep an endoprhin gettn its dick sucked smitten
We chilled out, and we chillin good
ud swag wit a peg leg filled wit water made of wood
how many rings is in yo legs
jus bout as many rings in yo onions sucked down kegs

 i do a funny dance when im france wearin undapants singin songs like the pirates of penzance
you is on yo menz...
when i rap i go i fast 
u like ricky bobby. u retarded. and u last.

...I last. all dayum day
end of the world be my flows, bugs, mick jagger...and anyrthing i say

ima. Stop and bring it back
aint no refrain on a track
I dont refrain from income tax
I relapse and snatch packs
from dust racks
to make my lungs black

yea. blowin up, like the smallest unit of matter
u blowin up, like the last thing that dont matta


 im the mad hatta
my rhymes make yo windshiled shatter

Tea Flow (Windshield Music LP) -((Demo))

8 Prisms (Demo)
Instrumental Beat Credit- Sure Shot (Beastie Boys)

Yo im not dwelling it be telling 
that my flow only sound good over this track that its gelling 
endorphin go flat
my mood whack 
8 prisms in my flashback
when I sit back

rap a little  bit rap a little bit more
my throat sore
nod out, go flat, and snore
stiff as a board

when I say words and I say em off the top
freestyle oldschool beat dont flop
choke yo dayum moma wit a sock
quack to a geese to a flock

 Everything move on a system
earth pump blood to yo heart like a piston
gravitate agitate to the past
flow back to everything that last

rap a little  bit rap a little bit more
my throat sore
nod out, go flat, and snore
stiff as a board
back to the top 
I flow and I rock
not the kind that you chop

Everything move on a system
earth pump blood to yo heart like a piston
gravitate agitate to the past
flow back to everything that last

MCfunkzilla


8 Prisms (Windshield Music LP) ((Demo))

Rolling Stop
instrumental beat credit - Cunninlynguists - Mic like a Memory
yo I cycle back to lonely moments up on the L train
in the cold rain, readin sidartha, nobody no my name
let me use your bic, yo click click
entranced by glow that nobody know that flow
bringing me back to everything that I wish I could change
seem to float bottomoed out in the cold rain yo

on my way back. everything bubble and shift 
but everything still trouble like fist

on a mixtape wit headphones reminsincent of the mist
another day, another haze still blitzed

yo
lights blend together like a grave yard shift 
if i could just start again, give this bad trip a face lift

it float like a doppler, rotate and see how overheated it bring to yo optical
a new foot, like a new fall, growin like a yellow poplar

youd be a little quiet too
if everything follow you around, nothing ever new
i glue, unglue, and re paste
the same taste
of smeared vodka and waste

 id love a side seat in you back room in hell
blown to pieces like yo frontal lobe from sess smell
aint been nobody left of a broken piece to even dwell
sit in a lean in a car seat watchin moments start to tell
how much this phone call means nothing
its yellow fluff, just like this bluff
of a full stop, rolling rock, 
second hand on a clock

yo I cycle back to lonely moments up on the L train
in the cold rain, readin sidartha, nobody no my name
let me use your bic, yo click click
entranced by glow that nobody know that flow
bringing me back to everything that I wish I could change
seem to float bottomoed out in the cold rain yo 

Rolling Stop (Windshield Music LP) ((Demo))

A Little Hiss on That (Windshield Songs LP)
Instrumental Beat Credit- Craig Mack "flava in ya ear"
I rap a little bit rap a little bit less
kick flow til everthing off my chest
you got a little bit a sketch

when I flow and I go where nobody go
you bout to know seeds I sow when glow but you already know
I kick fast rhymes fo a past time 

I rap a little bit rap a little bit less
kick flow til everthing off my chest
you got a little bit a sketch

when I flow and I go where nobody go
you bout to know seeds I sow when glow but you already know....

 back to a slow part off the dome
start static like im ashamatic in a mobile home

kickin flows like a prose its just what im doin
in the moment chakra lined up just assumin

yo.
I rap a little bit rap a little bit less
kick flow til everthing off my chest
you got a little bit a sketch

you aint like art u just like sweaty skin
i could hyperventilate any brown paper bag you is livin in

yo
homeless as a vibe, im as smooth as astro glide
Dont know where that come from, 
but yo, you need to chill out like G vibe

Dont know how many times i could say that inta a microhone
drop an octave once you fully stretched out like trombone

yo
back in the day, i just smoked buds out a moutpiece
rock the baritone like your mother in a one piece

I rap a little bit rap a little bit less
kick flow til everthing off my chest
you got a little bit a sketch

 I rap a little bit rap a little bit less
kick flow til everthing off my chest
you got a little bit a sketch

 when I flow and I go where nobody go
you bout to know seeds I sow when glow but you already know....

MCfunkzilla

A Little Hiss On That (Windshield Songs LP) ((Demo))

Instrumental- Asher Roth- Common Knowledge
MCfunkzilla- Wake Up With the Engine Hot

aite freestyle first words off the dome
powdered antihistames dont get blown
rock steady loose like spaghetti
disconnect muscular fissure in my old bones

i part the seas like the ozone
infinite limited flourscent sepia seepin out of dark overtones

clean up your act, intermission crowded around bank loans

calgones zone seeds be sown and let it be known
that drones feedback in circular loops like dial tones on telephones

new angles behind closed doors like backstage wit the bangles
angular leaked tapes under the rug like barbershop hair tangles

id manage to hand this over to anyone else
who tryna recgonize the dissonance like two lopsided same sized bells

.if. you. cant. tell, we came to get down one eye at a time head first on a downward spiral ta hell

So let it stop. and let it remain not flop
cuz anything we spit remain hot
we dont stop, freestyle ready or not
So let it stop. and let it remain not flop
cuz anything we spit remain hot
we dont stop, freestyle ready or not

off the top non stop when i wanna rock Im somewhere in space like Spock
reset, we comin full speed into the side of the dock

wake up somwhere in the car wit the engine hot
parking brake up, tread movin as fast this vein thru my blood clot

So let it stop. and let it remain not flop
cuz anything we spit remain hot
we dont stop

Copyright. 2014. Freestyle. 

MCfunkzilla

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