Afu-Ra

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[Afu-Ra] 

I put my ears to the streets, and got hostile 

A-F-U, I'ma show you my style 

All the ladies get buck, and show me your style 

You wanna ride with king of the rodeo 

My style will play your globe, it's like audio 

Before I step in the club, I drink a forty, yo 

I be the type of cat, with a flow that can gat 

Bust a shot for my niggaz, holla, where ya at 

East coast, that's right, get it crunk 

Get drunk, that's right world, don't get it fucked up 

I'm on the course, I will change the game 

I'm dropping into the main frame, to be a stain and remain 

And I'm bound to be a link in the chain 

I'm hotter than a smoking barrel, yo 

Or dress like little shorty, when she got her period 

Yea, don, word is bond, I gotta flow 



[Chorus: ? (Afu-Ra)] 

The rawest nigga, to ever spit it 

(Brooklyn, represent, yeah my people gonna feel this) 

The rawest nigga, that ever spit it 

(Yeah, holla at them tints, right there, he on the guestlist) 

The rawest nigga, to ever spit it 

(BK, stand up, yeah, my niggaz gonna feel this) 

The realest nigga, that ever spit it 

(And now I'm all around the world, you just don't wanna hear it) 



[Afu-Ra] 

I ain't no rap sinner, I'm a nigga spittin' toxic 

Shake ya bon bon, yo, and let me rock this 

To everybody, take a chill, you can't stop this 

Pardon me Flex, brace ya self let me drop this 

Scorch like the sun burning in the tropics 

Sperm rap acts up, yup, in every topic 

I be the freshest artist to hit the market 

Everybody get ya body rocked by this 

Whether outside or inside, nothing can stop my ride 

I hit the charts up, like I hit a drive by 

When my voice and the track collide 

Yo, I take ya legs out like ya stepped on a land mine 

Nine times nine, that's how many styles I got for this rhyme 

And I'ma hit ya with a punch line 

Clap back, it go clap back 

And If I got to, yo, I'm ready for war, ready to bust back 



[Chorus] 



[Afu-Ra] 

I'm fresh hell walls, like a schizephrenic rapist 

Every album banks in a box, like it's Christmas 

What clinch this, I'm ready to dismiss 

The mix of this odyssey shit, and plenty presidents 

You represent, I represent, yo dog 

I'm all about the beats, and the rhyming and shit 

I can flow all day or flow all night 

And each one of my verses, could be used as a night light 

I let the vibrations, venacular 

Scoop up a chase for cakes, like a spatula 

Now that I captured that, I got ya gasping for 

More the same thing, that's what you ask me for 

Verbal debris, wash the shorelines 

Globally, I'm respected worldwide lyrically 

I got more bounce than bounce 

And I ain't trynna make ya bounce 

I'm just trynna show you what I'm about 



[Chorus] 



[Hook x4: Afu-Ra] 

Yup, spread out, but wait 

I'm on your body, yeah, yeah 

We came to mash up the whole party
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