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Текст песни Afu-Ra - Lyrical Monster

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[DJ Premier scratches]Pure microphone magicCarving up mc`s, straight up torch their weak embellishmentsGetting itPut it onDirty download gigolo with the illest flowYeahPerverted Monk high chief[Afu-Ra]Life Force moving swiftlyPitch forks steady miss meMy renaissance, my brother`s light eclipse meMy rough callous feet stomping on these city streetsFuck that turn the other cheekUnless you squeeze a peachNo parental advisory, so no need for the bleepsNo comin` in my crib unless you wipin` your feetI hit the street, I feel good plus completeA lotta hot rappers ain`t nothing without their beatMark my name, on the clipboard, I gets rawWhen I was sixteen, that`s when I used to rip for itLike Jiminy Cricket, hopping over the candle stickWatchin` my ass, and yo I learnt quickI`m nifty, shifty with my dirt, GDoing my thing, put in work, ain`t nothing hurt meI bring it from front to back, white to blackShoe to hat, use clues I`m doin’ thatRhyme skills the dopest, the lyrical style I spit is ferociousYou feel the beat in the streets and get close to thisSo while I do my thing, you do your thingCaress the mic like a baby to make your head bangRhyme skills the dopest, the lyrical style I spit is ferociousFeel the beat in the streets and get close to thisSo while I do my thing, do your thingCarve my name in your brain, make your head bangMonumental, thoughts flowing sequentialThe quintessential mental, tapping intoMy focus, take it round like a rentalAnd if I have to cut you with my gonzoI`m like a warless sword, I`m digging intoLike you can joust defenceSo many strokes and slashes let offYou ain`t got not fingerprintsCarve you up with my Rambo, ammoLooking like leather-face, trippin` on the dance floorToo much hypocrisy, up in the market, BIt ain`t about talent, it`s all about the currencyMy magna opus, addicted plus the dopestMaybe I`ll write a line and fara canna quote thisThey got status but can`t work the apparatusHow could a project sell millionsTalking `bout millions, when half their buyers ain`t seen a thousandRhyme skills the dopest, the lyrical style I spit is ferociousFeel the beat in the streets and get close to thisSo while I do my thing, do your thingCaress the mic like a baby to make your head bangRhyme skills the dopest, the lyrical style I spit is ferociousFeel the beat in the streets and get close to thisSo while I do my thing, do your thingCarve my name in your brain, make your head bangTimes is kinda critical, that`s why I gotta keep it lyricalSimple and plain, cos I don`t wanna riddle youI`m tryin` to black out, cos I`ll blow your back outPullin` my axe out, do a M.O.P. mash outWith my dreads out, an` I ain`t no type of boy scoutMr Life Force, but you call me The CountGot so many names, that I can`t even countLet`s see: Paisley, 5th Thaing, Mr How, Dr IntergalacticMy other names is under the mattressNow you can get your grades pissed onAfter your body`s been buriedFrom trying to get your diss onWax off, wax onMy calm is bringin` a storm, from the night until the early morn`I got so many styles, forget the grape with wineLife Force on the mic, an` `bout to put it onTakin` you ass away like I was KogonRhyme skills the dopest, the lyrical style I spit is ferociousFeel the beat in the streets and get close to thisSo while I do my thing, do your thingCaress the mic like a baby to make your head bangRhyme skills the dopest, the lyrical style I spit is ferociousFeel the beat in the streets and get close to thisSo while I do my thing, do your thingCarve my name in your brain, make your head bang

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