Текст песни Afu-Ra - God of Rap
Afu-Ra - God of Rap слова песни
[Afu-Ra]Yo, I`m straight rockin` itHit the block with it, chessboxing itIf I can`t shoot it, I ox itAnd I`m reppin` for Brooklyn, tools in my rocketBroke right outta my cage, I`m gonna rock itOoh, that`s how I spit, chill, yo I got thisI bust a move, one-two, shell shocking itPut words together, make you stacking it, tackle itI`m well endowed, and my flows quite accurateI pull rabbits out my hat on some magic ishPresto change-o, I do my thing, yoThree sixty spin into Dr. Strange, yoWa-da-da-deng, wa-da-da-da-da-deng yoFuck gaming, and the gamer who spittin flames yoI do this for my people whose minds in them chains yoSo everybody that`s really to roll, get ready to eatBecause I`m cooking on this track yo[Chorus: Afu-Ra]"I said hey hey hey hey"You know I be the god of the rap, the couldn`t hold me back""Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea"I`m burning that purple, dog, you want some of that?"I said hey hey hey hey"Wanna murder these tracks, the god, know how to act"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea"I`m bout to rep with skills, hold on, they couldn`t hold me back[Hook: Afu-Ra]I gotta be, all I can beNo matter what nobody wants from meI gotta be, all I canNo matter what nobody wants from meI had a revelationTo speak my mind with a good vibrationAiy, don`t matter what you sayingI`m hardcore with my rap and I ain`t playingI get around, get around, get aroundUh-huh, a force untold with so much soulA twenty four karat heart of goldI get around, get around, I get aroundUh-huh, a stop drop and rock, and shock yo townListen to the way that I scream it now[Chorus][Afu-Ra]Wanna run up? Put the smackdown, crack downOn the track now, matter fact, it`s a fact nowMillion stops, earthquakes from the beats, move the streetsI got the treats and it`s a rap nowMy sex is engulfed in a small pack of pow wowI weigh the crowd for having a soundThat astounds the pounds, of leading to the track to the groundAnd surround clowns with more color in they facesIn any circus in any town, uptown, downtownStraight up and down, holler at the moon, nowStraight bring it to your face, kidBlind ya like the police, sprayin` that mace, kidI get around, get around, get aroundUh-huh, a stop drop and rock, and shock ya townListen to the way that I scream it now[Chorus][Hook][Chorus]