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    Afu Ra

    Dynamite

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    Добавлена 16 марта 2013 пользователем Миша

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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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