Unlimited Flows - Merky Ace, Faze Miyake

I’ve got unlimited flows

Thought I had one?

Nah, G, I’ve got loads

You can ask Ego cause he knows

I can spit one bar and mash up the show

I’ve got a wifey and I’ve got a few hoes

But I move discreet so they don’t know

If they ask me if this tune’s real talk

I’ll just tell them no

I bring new flows on tracks all the time

I’m certified, I don’t have to prove

I’m so sick, I don’t have to rhyme

Hold tight Faze for the beat, it’s murder

You should go jail, this one’s a crime

I don’t wanna rap, I’m cool with grime

Hold tight all of my opps on Pines

When I say FT, man go blind

I duppy and leave 'em

When I say cool, I’ll give man a reason

My name’s Acer, not Stephen

You can get your headtop filled with lead

Trust me, I’ll leave your margay grieving

When your girlfriend sees that your inside’s

Over the floor, she will be heaving

And find it difficult sleeping

I’ve got unlimited flows

Thought I had one?

Nah, G, I’ve got loads

You can ask Ego cause he knows

I can spit one bar and mash up the show

I’ve got a wifey and I’ve got a few hoes

But I move discreet so they don’t know

If they ask me if this tune’s real talk

I’ll just tell them no

Pull a next one out of the bag

Bet you any money that it’s gonna be dirt

I’ve got a strap that’s in a gym bag

I greased it down and hid it in the dirt

I’ve never had sex with mud in a bag

But Merky ACE does dirt

I’ll be in Lewisham putting in work

While you’re sticking your face up skirts

One more time, hold tight Faze

Couldn’t forget, hold tight Splurt

Kicks so hard on the beat, they hurt

I’ve been doing grime nonstop, not pop

So I can’t flop, every time I dropped bar

Didn’t get stopped, I’m on top of my game, you’re not

I’ve been bad from born, man, the flow is berserk

I’ve got my style on lock

I’ve got unlimited flows

Thought I had one?

Nah, G, I’ve got loads

You can ask Ego cause he knows

I can spit one bar and mash up the show

I’ve got a wifey and I’ve got a few hoes

But I move discreet so they don’t know

If they ask me if this tune’s real talk

I’ll just tell them no

Next

Every time I write a new bar, it’s- next

You can get your headtop filled with- next

Violate me, I’ll violate- next

I’ll run through the front- next

Got so many bars that I could say now

Bet you thought I was gonna say next

That’s way too bait, rudeboy, I’m a vet, and

I’ll do this ting, so come, let’s rally

I’ll show a man who’s Merky

In a war, I’ll never quit, so just give man a reason

I’ll behave violent

The freestyle made everyone silent

Where’s your head at?

I’ll strap all day

Rudeboy, it’s normal

You better run, you’ll get sent down

By my Family Tree

You man are soft just like a Furby

I’ve got unlimited flows

Thought I had one?

Nah, G, I’ve got loads

You can ask Ego cause he knows

I can spit one bar and mash up the show

I’ve got a wifey and I’ve got a few hoes

But I move discreet so they don’t know

If they ask me if this tune’s real talk

I’ll just tell them no