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Utwór: Body of the life force

  • wykonawca: Afu-Ra
  • wyświetleń: 933

[Afu-Ra]
   You know I'm like a hop, skip and jump from slappin you senseless
   Perverted Monk on this mic, you feel the sentence
   Hot vernacular scorch just like incense
   I'm intense, shit vibin like a sixth sense
   Lyrics mutilated like X-Men
   Shower ya, devour ya, technique algebra
   Smoothness, movements, hallooed in the matrix
   Fist held high, I raise it up to the ancients
   Insightfully clear to you, how a master do
   Roll with the high and mighty flow tai chi
   Quench ya thirst, but first my journal high seas
   Lyrical, mathematical, razzle and dazzle you
   East New York, street talk, step with a better game
   Hydrate rhymes like I was Gatorade
   Rockin a name, tappin your brain
   With the Sugar Shane Mosley doin it like it's supposed to be
  
   [Chorus 2X: Afu-Ra]
   They think they all that, steppin on them like they were doormats
   We bounce back and slap you with the raw tracks
   Heatin it up steadily, so heavenly
   Straight up and down, streets bouncin off the melody
  
   [Krumbsnatcha]
   Avoid the Devil's army, they want to harm me
   Salute to the Gulliani, crack babies, and zombies
   Parkin lots, and drug spots, in the pots are coke rocks
   A million in the building, buildings protected by more blocks
   Young childs, ghost smiles, money clips colored vials
   Stash fifty, in the world of Bird City the warranters
   Send the foreigners the coroners
   A mess no vest multiplied wounds on chest
   Invest in free markets, cream cheese and pockets
   Three keys to a promise, stash keys in compartments
   Desert eagle my targets, hit ya lease I spark ti
   We get the drop on ya spot, make it hot and unlock it
   Firearms make fireworks, I wonder where lies lurk
   We bloodied up your shirt, all you saw was the fire spark
   I'm one of too many, who get amped off Henny
   Puttin cowards in cemeteries, kill Willies for pennies
  
   [Chorus 2X]
  
   [Hannibal Stax]
   Sex, butchery meat rack material, superior
   Crank that shit amplify the whole scenario
   Off the level live or in stereo
   Young hustle to stay ahead of step
   From where your best bet is to rep yours, repetitiously
   Cuz this veteran will thrash to wreck yours, repetitiously
   If ever you get at me on some bullshit, flash quick
   Exactly who the fuck I got pull with
   Autographed it for Big number one with a bullet
   Expressin black glove love hood it down, how I put it down
   This style ain't never been shit to me, why would it now?
   I come forth with gun smoke, no petty read ya bound by honor
   That I merk you in the hunt for a dollar
   Alive on the strength of Power U
   Divine Karma, Allah's armor see you keep fraudulatin
   I'll sick my wolves in your basement, with loaded shell casings
  
   [Chorus 2X]
  

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