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Afu-ra

Genres: Hip-Hop

God Of Rap Lyrics - Afu-ra

Yo, go straight rockin' it 

Hit the block with it, chess boxin' it 

If I can't shoot it, I ox it 

And I'm reppin' for Brooklyn, tools in my rocket 

Broke right outta my cage, I'm gonna rock it 

 

Ooh, well, that's how I spit, chill, yo I got this 

I bust a move, one-two, shell shockin' it 

Put words together, make you stackle it, tackle it 

I'm well endowed, and my flows quite accurate 

 

I pull rabbits out my hat on some magic ish 

Presto change-o, I do my thing, yo 

Three sixty spin into Dr. Strange, yo 

Wa-da-da-deng, wa-da-da-da-da-deng yo 

 

Fuck gamin', and the gamer who spittin' flames yo 

I do this for my people whose minds in them chains yo 

So everybody that's really to roll, get ready to eat 

Because I'm cookin' on this track, yo 

 

I said hey, hey, hey, hey 

You know I be the God of rap, they couldn't hold me back 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeag 

I'm burnin' that purple, Dogg, 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 

 

I gotta be, all I can be 

No matter what nobody wants from me 

I gotta be, all I can be 

No matter what nobody wants from me 

 

I had a revelation 

To speak my mind with a good vibration 

It don't matter what you sayin' 

I'm hardcore with my rap and I ain't playin' 

 

I get around, get around, get around 

A force untold with so much soul 

A twenty four karat heart of gold 

 

I get around, get around, I get around 

A stop drop and rock, and shock yo town 

Listen to the way that I scream it now 

 

I said hey, hey, hey, hey 

You know I be the God of rap, they couldn't hold me back 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeag 

I'm burnin' that purple, Dogg, you want some of that? 

 

I said hey, hey, hey, hey 

Wanna murder these tracks, the God know how to act 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah 

I'm bout to rep with skills, hold on, they couldn't hold me back 

 

Wanna run up? Put the smackdown, crack down 

On the track now, matter fact, it's a fact now 

Million stops, earthquakes from the beats, move the streets 

I got the treats and it's a rap now 

My sex is engulfed in a small pack of pow wow 

 

I weigh the crowd for havin' a sound 

That astounds the pounds, of leadin' to the track to the ground 

And surround clowns with more color in they faces 

In any circus in any town, uptown, downtown 

Straight up and down, holler at the moon, now 

 

Straight bring it to your face, kid 

Blind ya like the police, sprayin' that mace, kid 

I get around, get around, get around 

A stop drop and rock and shock ya town 

Listen to the way that we scream it now 

 

I said hey, hey, hey, hey 

You know I be the God of rap, they couldn't hold me back 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea 

I'm burnin' that purple, Dogg, 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 

 

I gotta be, all I can be 

No matter what nobody wants from me 

I gotta be, all I can be 

No matter what nobody wants from me 

 

I had a revelation 

To speak my mind with a good vibration 

It don't matter what you sayin' 

I'm hardcore with my rap and I ain't playin' 

 

I get around, get around, get around 

A force untold with so much soul 

A twenty four karat heart of gold 

 

I get around, get around, I get around 

A stop drop and rock and shock yo town 

Listen to the way that I scream it now 

 

I said hey, hey, hey, hey 

You know I be the God of the rap, they couldn't hold me back 

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea 

I'm burnin' that purple, Dogg, 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 

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