[Verse 1: Jonny 5]

Lets get it popping now

Obnoxious, never stopping now

Nobody's got a shot cause we lock it down

We're not just a rock around the clock

This'll drop you down notches

The proper noun's 'Flobots'

When we tic toc the hip hop gets toxic

Thoughts drip drop lips spitting like a faucet

(He goes for the shot!) Jonny blocks it

Watch this as I lift off in Jonny's rockets

So get off this topic and stop picking off this plate

Synopsis

We're taking it back

When the Flobots hit the stage it's a wrap

And it goes:

[Hook]

And it goes

F-L-O (No W) B-O-T-S yes

Unstoppable like a tropical disaster

Denver Colorado where the water boils faster

F-L-O (No W) B-O-T-S yes

And the crowd start panickin'

Cause' they don't know how to act like Anakin

[Verse 2]

Give me anything and I'll improve it

Use it to make good music

Fuse it together with a click

From the bottom of a stick

Now we got another quick beat automatic hit

Feet step to the sound that I manufacture

The slickness that I make a plan to capture

Can I get a witness?

Till you slam and slap your wrists

Bringing down the house

Damn, if that's the fifth time

That you had to get it scanned for fractures

Hospitalization

Rock the nation

Possible litigation against me

But don't tempt me

Jonny fee fi fo fum

Cause he's liable to pummel all rivals

Leave you guys with no thumbs on the bibles

I swear!

Can't summarize what he's done

Twiddlers run

Chances of survival are little or none

Never play second fiddle

We never play second fiddle

We never play second fiddle

We never play second fiddle

To some dumb chump that wants nothing but to piddle and piss

Giggle and spit, get twisted and

Sip crisp with little misses & mister men

Sad mad strong bad double fisted

When I fight foes I explode nitroglycerine

[Hook]

F-L-O (No W) B-O-T-S yes

A little bit of this a little bit of that

We do it for the dot in the middle of the map

We got it covered

That's a wrap

Making paper

Cause we keep on rocking it

Something to count on like an abacus

We get down underground like a platypus

[Verse 3]

(Don't attempt this at home)

The Flobots'll walk away from copycats

(We got what you kneed)

Like opposing soccer players jock straps

(Bring your party to life)

We freak cheek to cheek with greatness

(Wrap lines around the world)

We frequently seem to be equators

We deep beneath the vapors

In an underground lab

Yup leaking secret papers

Through tunneled out magma

But you can't touch the

Style that we bust ya

Give other rappers the run around, tag

We hip shot through ya'll drainers and piss pots

We came here to rip shop

When angered spit quickshots

Like namor swims swift knots

Our bangers leave lips dropped

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