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