Swift is winning, slamming harder than a domino MC is the winner, consider my attitudeDon't you know I'm from La Probe, beating 10 of these jams, don't let the rhymes flowThe name La Probe will grow stronger over centuries, but when you say my nameWell don't forget the midget, these dope jams, they kept suckers in checkYup, you know La Probe will keep it flowing correct, when melodies like these eliminate MCsPump the volume on the JVC, kick the bass, but not too loud, draining the lyricsI tell my time with this rhyme so y'all can hear it, now dig it, time to get busyLa Probe is on a uproar, jacking up seats between tours, just taking this mindI'm not a thug of any kind, but some of y'all gotta pay for biting my rhymesSo let the flow take control of your body and soulHit the park with a quarter old gold, *** a rollie, cool outWhile the W is showing how a young warrior can keep it flowingNow keep it flowing, DJ EliI blow in the nightI blow in the nightKeep it flowingI blow in the nightI blow in the nightTired all these rappers talking about the same thingWho got the most money on the biggest gold chain?It's a shame I can't even turn my radio on, without hearing some punk with a wack out songWhat is a wack season? That's all I'm hearing on the radioPunks are coming softer and softer, they're like clay to a plate of veinsCable a 804 rhyme, that's fatal, you punks remind me of flavorCheap snap together, artificial materialYou sugar drawers rapper, yo, you're sweeter than cerealYou all sound alike, trying to hang with the trendBut then again, nowadays, I guess wack is in, I don't swear that anymoreI used to throw attention when I seen a wack record on a charcoal platterBut now I see it ain't what you know or who's deaferIt's all on who's behind you to support that recordComing from the streets of LA, this ain't a joke, it ain't comedyBrothers getting smoked over dopeGangsters standing on the corner, waiting to blastSo many suckers to see, yo, with the wrong color ragThat's why I'm a sight in this poem flowing and showingYo, we got to come together, start growing and growingDespite the negativities life has been throwingPut our minds to work and let the lyrics keep flowingSo keep it flowing, DJ AliveI blow in the nightI blow in the nightKeep it flowingI blow in the night*** a pen, take notes, focus on the turntablesSome call him dope, but I'll call him Latin FadoThink he ain't suck a duck, I think you better start walkingYo, yo, Aladdin, let your fingers do the talkingFight, fight, fightFight, fight, fightFight, fight, fightFight, fight, fightThis ain't a Mickey Mouse-themed schemeYvonne can be cheap, run up, honk and walk away with no teethDon't sleep on the W, dope lyrics are mandatoryA young royal designed to tell the real storyI bought a profile, broke the carpet down the aisleI'm stepping black on black and I'm damn if I smileIt's not the juggle popper and either juggleStep towards the dub and taste five rugged knucklesSee, when I get the floor, yo, it's nothing but smooth sellingNot selling out, but steadily revealing the swellingOn the top of the hip-hop listYo, yo, take me for a joker, quick way to get this, boyThe jack of all trades is like the ace of spadesAladdin cut the record like a brother with a bladeWhile the W recites on the mic all nightKeep the party in check, but suckas still try to biteThey get upset when he pop a cassetteAnd hear the profile bell and the deep, deep effectYo, we make jams for just about everybodyTo let you know this ain't nothing but a party with historyMessages and stories I'm showingThroughout eternity, the pro will keep them flowingI'll keep them flowingDJ AladdinI blow in the nightI blow in the nightI blow in the nightI blow in the nightI blow in the night