Vital Nerve
Company Flow Lyrics

Soon you'll see, as I flow fluently to frequently, another MC Will drop off the face of this Earth - for what it's worth.
In no time, I will showcase my impeccable flow and skill, causing other rappers to fade into irrelevance and obscurity.

I've been the nastiest one since birth. "New York is number one today in the house!"
I have possessed unmatched talent and creativity since the moment I came into existence. New York City is currently dominating the hip-hop scene.

I'll do the simple shit; strike harder than Hoffa. El the maladjusted, MC Funcrusher.
I effortlessly excel at the basics while delivering powerful blows like Jimmy Hoffa. I am a unique and unorthodox MC who crushes the competition.

Massive; a sign for my condition, automatic. Goldstar connect thoughts; get jostled at your position.
My exceptional talent and skill are evident, and it's effortless for me. My thoughts are interconnected like a Goldstar, and they can shake up your position in the rap game.

Listen, abort mission without further discussion. Dual personality, half me.
Pay attention and call off any attempt to challenge me. I possess a dual personality, and only part of me is revealed in my lyrics.

Doc Jekyl when I burn your paragraph down to a haiku. So Tootsie Roll, motherfuck, back to your seat, 'cause I don't like you.
I have the ability to compress and simplify your lengthy rhymes into concise haikus. So step back, Tootsie Roll, and go back to your place because I have no respect for you.

I got a hundred beats; all nicer than your joint. Karaoke MC's need not receive G's; that's the whole point.
I possess a vast collection of beats, all of which are superior to yours. I have no interest in rewarding mediocre karaoke-style MCs.

Be out within' the crowd; get open like herpes simplex sores On vexed pussy; found that I put more crush on crews than Jets.
I engage with the audience, making them enthusiastic and excited, like the painful sores of herpes. I've realized that I inflict more damage on rap crews than the New York Jets football team.

You're just that simple, plus overfronted, but that's the status. Cold caught my shit; you better not sit, so stop the madness.
You're merely basic and trying too hard, but that's your current situation. My work is captivating and compelling, so don't underestimate me and put a stop to the nonsense.

With hip-hop guidelines, I state I never liked authority. When sales control stats I place no faith in the majority.
I express my dislike for being restricted by conventional hip-hop rules. I don't trust statistics based solely on sales as they don't reflect the true essence of the art form.

I analyze; people call me El, so, son, catch it. MC's be disillusioned as hell; them can't hack it.
I carefully examine and analyze the situation. People refer to me as 'El,' so pay attention. Other MCs are extremely disappointed because they can't match my skills.

I'm a knock you out your tax bracket. Slipped into the wrong hands; the mental barbarian.
I will completely surpass you in terms of success and wealth. If my talent falls into the wrong hands, it can wield devastating effects. I am a savage when it comes to my mental prowess.

Stay-freshed in Ziplock; money plot hatcher. How the fuck you gonna bring a Go-cart to the Grand Prix? Hee, hee.
I keep my freshness and originality preserved like food in a Ziplock bag. I excel at making money, and I always have a plan. It's ridiculous of you to think you can compete with me; it's like bringing a Go-cart to a Grand Prix race.

Laughter, enter for irreconcilable disaster. I'm a protect mine like a Japanese fighting sticks master.
The laughter signifies that things are heading towards an inevitable and catastrophic event. I will fiercely protect what is mine, just like a master of Japanese fighting sticks.

Aim; pierce your vital nerve; the bloody conquest. Rappers they be like, bro, I sunk your Battleship.
I will take aim and strike a blow to your core, inflicting significant damage. Rappers are left astounded and defeated, realizing that their career has come to an end.

Ultra-magneto; burnin' pee burns my credo. Mad men cry like when you realize you got a shirt full of infrared.
I possess an extraordinary magnetic force, and those who oppose me suffer the consequences. My determination and motivation are unwavering. Insecure individuals are brought to tears, similar to the shock of realizing you've stained your shirt with urine.

Dots, plus I'm scopin' at this bitch; be prepared for the mental headshots. When the CoFlow leave the room we takin' mics, bitches, and boom.
I have my targets in sight, specifically focusing on this individual. Be ready for a barrage of mental blows. When Company Flow departs, we're taking control of the microphones, dominating the scene completely.

Now the mint and governor get paid, collectin' off raids. All the cash that was made from a brother, New York Undercover.
The law enforcement and government officials benefit financially, profiting from illegal activities. They've earned money through raids and criminal operations like the TV show 'New York Undercover.'

Don't love her; still I'm SuperHun. Rhyme styles monstrosities; fools never stoppin' me.
I don't have any love or affection for the game, but I'm still a super talented artist. My rhyme styles are monstrous and unmatched, and fools can never impede my progress.

I swat MC's quite easily, Dunn. Imitate styles; most complain you can't begin to express.
I effortlessly defeat other MCs, my skills are unparalleled. Most artists imitate others' styles, but I criticize those who complain and fail to find their own unique expression.

Elevate off this, nine times to your brain. Makes your mind manifest; shit's hopeless.
My words and lyrics have the power to elevate your consciousness and affect your thinking profoundly. It is a hopeless situation due to the impact it has on your mind.

Stop, stop the nonsense; this could not accomplish. Low pro interactive; go open carsnatchin'.
Put an end to the nonsensical actions and activities as they cannot achieve anything worthwhile. I prefer to maintain a low profile while engaging and interacting with others, like opening a car for theft.

CoFlow, by all means necessary, packin' rhymes is automatic. Check the barrel circumference; who done it? Confirm it; sewers done run it.
Company Flow, utilizing any means necessary, always delivers powerful and skillful rhymes. Examine the evidence and investigate who is responsible; confirm the truth. The underground rap scene has been taken over by us.

BMS just a killer plus serial, But still ill, and Sugarhill, to the fullest extent.
BMS is a lethal and unstoppable force, like a serial killer. Despite that, I am still exceptionally talented and represent Sugarhill Records with utmost dedication.

Tactic G represent, C-4 blowin' up, Like the doors and this president. (Dead presidents.)
Tactic G is here to represent and make an impact explosively, just like C-4 detonating. This reference alludes to corrupt politicians and leaders, just like the Doors and the infamous notion of 'dead presidents' (money).

I'm gettin' fresh for my freeform. All hold heart rocks down when I'm turnin' veterans to greenhorn.
I am rejuvenating and preparing myself for an improvised and creative expression of my art. I have the ability to humble experienced veterans and make them feel like beginners again.

Beat it; make a bee-line; be lax or you'll be outed. Spit words that's really cold, pinchin' lymph nodes, El.
Leave immediately, take the shortest route, or face being exposed and eliminated. My lyrics are extremely potent, chilling, and can cause discomfort in listeners, El-P.

The inconvenience to your master plan fell; your shit's abyssmal. Decimal point zero for the judge burnin' rhyme books.
I am the disruption to your carefully devised plan, causing it to fail. Your work is extremely terrible and lacking in quality. I receive a perfect score of zero when the judge evaluates your rhymes.

Fuck basic, iambic pentameter just dissolves, So I'll say fuck you; suck your marrow like a chicken wing from pluck you.
I reject adhering to basic and conventional structures like iambic pentameter. So I'll express my displeasure towards you, and I'll insult you by consuming your marrow like one would suck the bone marrow from a chicken wing.

Location I'll rock like Zeke, calamity. What's your composure? Shoot sex like Vanity; it's over.
I will dominate any place I perform, similar to Zeke, causing chaos and disorder. What composure do you have? I provoke intense emotions akin to sexual desire. It's game over for you.

Done it again; brainstorm slice in your direction. Cut the belly of your block; open over to C-Section.
Once again, I have displayed my immense creativity and innovation. My thoughts and ideas are directed straight towards you, cutting through any barriers. I penetrate and expose the core of your neighborhood, like performing a C-Section.

Death callin' one for the dysfunctional son. Trapped in my digital domain...
The concept of death is looming over the troubled individual. I am confined within my own digital realm, unable to break free from my struggles and challenges.

(The El to the P.) Yo, fuck rappers that freak a fable; phony will make them fall out.
Here comes El-P, known as 'The El to the P'! I have no respect for rappers who fabricate stories and deceive listeners. Their falsehoods will eventually be exposed and lead to their downfall.

Frequencies painful; run 'em as sonar; CoFlow's the callout. You're misaligned, I turn benign breaks into malignant.
My music carries intensely powerful frequencies that can cause discomfort. I run through these frequencies like a sonar, and Company Flow is the undeniable standout. Your current state is out of alignment, and I have the ability to turn harmless musical breaks into something dangerous and malicious.

Knock 'em out the box; capture they flag and kick they can in. Badlands live one down the information highway.
I will defeat and eliminate them from the competition, claiming their spot. I will capture their symbol of identity and humiliate them further. I dominate the untamed territory of the information highway.

Write a rhyme in braille; send a fuckin' battle to your e-mail. Yes, once again empty MC's we have had here; for those Fortunate enough to feel this; blessed number one, ichiban, Numero uno crew; track runner, stun gunner, plus vocal.
I craft my lyrics with such precision that they can be read and understood even by the visually impaired. I can launch a brutal attack on you via email. Once again, we have witnessed the presence of talentless MCs. Those lucky enough to experience this music are truly blessed. We are the number one crew, unparalleled in our abilities. We dominate the rap game, delivering powerful lyrics like a track runner and stunning listeners with our potency.

Freak show performance. Company Flow rockin' shit from the intro to the outro.
Our performance is extraordinary and unconventional, like a freak show. Company Flow is in control, delivering exceptional music from the very beginning to the very end.

Nevertheless I must digress for the master; The walking FreshFest MC's pure when in soil, Yet shallow when the bank roll.
However, I must redirect my focus and attention towards the true master. An MC is at their best when they are connected to the essence of hip-hop. However, they can be superficial and shallow when driven solely by financial gain.

The independent representation of what MC's can and should be. Judge, prosecution, defendant, and jury.
We epitomize the true essence of MCs, showcasing what they can and should be. We take on multiple roles, including judge, prosecution, defendant, and jury of the hip-hop world.

"New York... New York... New York... New York... New York is number one today in the house!"
New York City is being emphasized repeatedly as the dominant force in the hip-hop scene, proudly claiming the number one spot.