• Lyrics: play full screen play karaoke
• Monotony - Afu-Ra
• Readjustment - Afu-Ra
• Bigacts, Littleacts - Afu-Ra
• Soul Assassination - Afu-Ra
• Whirlwind Thru Cities - Afu-Ra
• Lyrical Monster - Afu-Ra
• Scat Man - Afu-Ra
• Defeat - Afu-Ra
• D&D; Soundclash - Afu-Ra
• Mic Stance - Afu-Ra
• Warfare - Afu-Ra
• Quotations - Afu-Ra
• Perverted Monks - Afu-Ra
• Dynamite - Afu-Ra
• Bk Dance - Afu-Ra
• Self Mastery - Afu-Ra
• Mortal Kombat - Afu-Ra
• Caliente - Afu-Ra
• Why Cry - Afu-Ra
• Bring it Right - Afu-Ra
• Trilogy Of Terror - Afu-Ra
• All That - Afu-Ra
• Ghetto Hell - Afu-Ra
• Cry Baby - Afu-Ra
• Prankster - Afu-Ra
• Rumble - Afu-Ra
• Equality - Afu-Ra
• CROSSFIRE - Afu-Ra
• God Of Rap - Afu-Ra
• Livin Like Dat - Afu-Ra
• Only U - Afu-Ra
• Blvd. - Afu-Ra
• Sucka Free - Afu-Ra
• Stick Up - Afu-Ra
• Dangerous Language - Afu-Ra
• Don't Tell Me - AVRI
• Slipped Away - AVRI
• Fall To Pieces - AVRI
• Falling Down - AVRI
• Spongebob Squarepants Theme - AVRI
• Forgotten - AVRI
• Temple Of Life - AVRI
• Freak Out - AVRI
• Take It - AVRI
• Get Over It - AVRI
• Knockin' on Heaven's Door - AVRI
• He Wasn't - AVRI
• How Does It Feel - AVRI
• Touch The Sky - AVRI
• I Always Get What I Want - AVRI

[Hook 4X: samples scratched by DJ Premier]
"Uprising surprising"
"Knowledge wisdom understanding"
[Afu-Ra]
Smooth like Johnny Cochran, I keep it movin through Brooklyn
Base against the hymn, brings the sweat to the skin
Reminisce of the days as a shorty
Had no stress, no bills, was comin for me
I lived it up, yeah, money ain't a thing
Never thought twice on what my future bring
Role models, naw I thought nothing of it
Eyes fixed on skies and planes fly high above it
Summer's comin, September's middle school
Mom Dukes mad strict, she'll never raise a fool
I'm comin up, clean the dirty from the ghetto
So we can plant some seeds and watch them grow
[Chorus]
Right, knowledge wisdom understanding rules, right
Everybody got to pay the dues, right
Knowledge, wisdom understanding rules
Everybody got to pay the dues
[Afu-Ra]
Tripped up by bad luck, 16 years and buck
I realized the world might end, not givin up
Stickin up, runnin up, comin up
Turn it up, I see signs of blowin up
Study life in every facet of my trainin
We need masters in biology, zoology
To overtake, Illuminati trick-nology
Transform, reciprocate your mental state
Now make a date to overtake your objective
Show that through light, that everything is connected
But not in categories, that's the Devil's story
Symbols of cannibalism, ruin your vision
The thoughts formulate in your mind with no precision
So reenact, a rebirth, now you're the Phoenix
When shorties see it, now that's the time they believe it
Achieve it, your goals in life, don't be a casualty
Infinite and intricate, monument
"Knowledge wisdom understanding"
[Chorus]
[Afu-Ra]
Right, knowledge wisdom understanding, rules
"Uprising, surprising"
[Afu-Ra]
I know the next millennium seems like it's cursed
That's why I have to rehearse
Tune my physical, mental spits the lyrical
It's so essential, transcends thoughts I'm into
As we continue, touch rhyme styles I'm into
All grown up, Junior High to 25
A made man, tight connection with my brothers
Bridgin gaps, dodgin traps with my raps
Signs you're followin, shed more light
Then a halogen, take a step back, now who you followin?
[Chorus 2X]

[Man's voice]
The end...justifies the means
Two-two-two wrongs...make, a right
I-I should come first, in this nation
You gotta readjust the means
I'll tell you what I mean
Sometimes you gotta work it out
Sometimes you gotta figure it out
You gotta readjust the means
I'll tell you what I mean
Sometimes you gotta work it out
Sometimes you gotta figure it out
Yeah, yeah...yeah
[Afu-Ra]
I have so many questions, guessin' what life's about
Usin' seven of my nine lives, figurin' out
I'm goin' through it day to day
Or should I say: maze to maze?
I know that jewels light the way, listen
There's too many shades of grey, tryin' to stay, right
Peripheral vision, is seekin' out my sunlight
I know that love is love, and hate is hate
Twenty-seven years of tribulation marking my case
Yeah, I guess I'm stressing my case
There's only one thing I'm promised in life
That's my fate
Born to set the pace while I'm racin' the race
I know it's hard work, that's why I'm holdin' the ace
As I look to jump, up on that righteous path
I got angels on one shoulder, demons on the other half
A mirror face to face, surveying my landscape
All the while I be singing this space
You gotta readjust the means
I'll tell you what I mean
Sometimes you gotta work it out
Sometimes you gotta figure it out
You gotta readjust the means
I'll tell you what I mean
Sometimes you gotta work it out
Sometimes you gotta figure it out
Yeah, yeah...yeah
[Afu-Ra]
As we haze through the haze of enslavement
While the sweat's beatin millions of feet pound on the pavement
I know it's nine to five, or five to nine
Forget about the thoughts that I'm wastin' my time
Just use the tutelage, of your legendary fore-fathers
Cos right now, we now the struggle is ours
It's not too complicated, just combinations of pulling our resources
Of our sisters and our brothers
Who be a alike, that's a little insight
The strength be coming in numbers it's like dynamite
No riddle right, spit it right, about some real life
And are we really rich, at peace and settled?
When everyday homeless people peddle for nickels
While Easy Mo Bee strikin' a chord
Of this hip-hop oracle, desires for life
And what? You know what I'm coming to
It's just my point of view
You gotta readjust the means
I'll tell you what I mean
Sometimes you gotta work it out
Sometimes you gotta figure it out
You gotta readjust the means
I'll tell you what I mean
Sometimes you gotta work it out
Sometimes you gotta figure it out
Yeah, yeah...yeah yeah yeah (reverbs)
[Afu-Ra]
And as we realise life, and what?
We gotta suck it in
And are we droppin' some knowledge, or are we frontin' an'?
Your course in life, no matter how you rub it in
There's so many roads, either you strugglin' or bubblin'
You gotta readjust the means
I'll tell you what I mean
Sometimes you gotta work it out
Sometimes you gotta figure it out
You gotta readjust the means
I'll tell you what I mean
Sometimes you gotta work it out
Sometimes you gotta figure it out
You gotta readjust the means
I'll tell you what I mean
Sometimes you gotta work it out
Sometimes you gotta figure it out
You gotta readjust the means
Tell me what I mean
Sometimes you gotta work it out
Sometimes you gotta figure it out
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah

[Intro]
Yeah, Perverted Monk representin
YouknowhatI'msayin?
[Afu-Ra]
No need for cappin this
Brave boys, I break your back with this
Practice, math this, lyrical theatrics
You'll never, ever, brave the weather, I'm too clever
Conjurin Sandstorms, I'll freeze ya, then I'll melt ya
You know I dealt the, on impact, shots hit the ceiling
These lyrics, I'm wieldin, straight echoes through the building
Enemies efforts are foreseen in the mental
I make steel wrinkle at the blink of an eye
Terminate unrighteous conscious states
Imitate the stars, while they constelate
The heart rate, of my social eloquence, makes sense
Intense, with the roughage, you couldn't budge this
mountainous, type of figure
So check it out, now you know,
when you lookin at a real nigga
[Chorus]
You know we rip it up, hit the mic like a virus
We never hide this, unique rhymes styles is righteous
Who wanna battle, which rapper thinkin they the nicest
Straight up and down, these rhyme styles is priceless
[GZA]
You eggshell niggas get cracked in half
My armed force throw a road block in your path
Beats smash, from True Mast, my shots blast
Shatter glass, crowd watch the sound sets clash
Quick fast, I let the darts off, with no doubt
Your bitch ass, you head north and break out
Snakes out, hissin, shots missin
Observe, and respect and listen
And if you get stung twice, that means he's rollin wit loaded dice
It's like gettin stabbed with ice, and watch the evidence melt
Immediately the blow is felt
Commissioner revoke the belt, the microphone
Microphone flow-er, fresh show-er
Of the rugged garments, break the bread like Noah
I'm holdin, ride the 808 rollin
Write til my hand's swollen, your no comp ya
Huh, I stomp ya, the monster
Worldwide record launcher, multiply and conquer
[Chorus 2X]
[Afu-Ra]
Nemesis, bringer of disaster
With more moves then the Tai Chi Master
Killa and I get illa, cerebral warlord
My name's Afu-Ra, step too quick, and your thought's floored
Fury portrayed, sharper than a fuckin cactus
Conquerin globes, and universes with Galactus
Tongue lashes, it rattles, never sliver
Optimus Prime, fatal bites as I deliver
Lyrically deadly, mic flow heavenly
In dwellin intelligence, choose my weaponry
Battle strategy, bishop cover angles
Knights move next, L shapes the vortex
Forces break down, now I got the nitty gritty
You think it's a stalemate, but now I'm yellin checkmate
Ultra rhymer, stop breaths like anacondas

[Intro: sample, Afu-Ra]
"Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, ignition sequence start
Say it, assassin, assassin, one, take it again"
Soul Assassins, Afu-Ra, yo, this how we do
[Afu-Ra]
You never heard of this, murderous, mic style superb with this
Burn with this, learn with this, you couldn't swerve with this
Or speed up on me in a high speed chase
Shift the clutch and what, bump chumps, I rip it up
I'm hangin corners, type ship like Lamborghini
You couldn't see me, solar rays scorch Houdini
You know my essence, hip hop and energy
Soul Assassinate ya, never hate ya
It's deep thought, while you drink my Henneccy
This deep sport, right where the winners be
I'm takin over, sounds glide like genocide
I'm never sober, write my rhymes, like a roller
It's so much colder, as you bounce into the lunar
Don't be confused a second to get your wreck in
Afu riggity Ra hit intersections
[Chorus 2X]
Don't make me wanna walk a winner
Walk it iller, stalk a sinner, walk beginners
[Afu-Ra]
You can't stop the shiverin, quiverin, while I'm deliverin
Unique stacks, put wack back, I came to bring
Microcosmic author, comin forth here, killa
Mess around, you get stuck like Orca nigga
Frontin like you was the boss and illa
Britches got too big, don't make have to walk a sinner
Next day maybe they have to come and chalk a winner
One to tens is straight ate for dinner
I don't devour, straight restricted to my roughage
Bang like Yamaha, hooker to 1200s
Stealth mode, cloak my dagger like a Klingon
Soul Assassination, bring it on, yeah
[Chorus 4X]
[Afu-Ra]
You catch a mind bleed, eyes bleed, your ears bleed
Your nose bleed, battle wit me, rhymes bleed
My ship is stainless, orbits next your Uranus
AS long as you know, train freeze likes of Pluto
My wordplay firm-lay, in Zero gravi-tay
I be the dentist and you, you be the cavi-tay
Or neurosurgeon, brain work pathogen
Fro your consumption, first thing is oxygen
Throwin out 4 pages to be box ya in
Lock ya in, rock ya sin, you'll see directions in
Lifestyles, young urban perceptions
Don't seek exception, touchin all side of the waters
I dominate, accelerate, illuminate
Exuberate, and motivate, exasperate

INTRO (scratched):
-Yes, ah ha, I like the rhyme-(scratch)-the rhyme-(scratch)-the rhymes

[DJ Premier scratches]
Pure microphone magic
Carving up mc's, straight up torch their weak embellishments
Getting it
Put it on
Dirty download gigolo with the illest flow
Yeah
Perverted Monk high chief
[Afu-Ra]
Life Force moving swiftly
Pitch forks steady miss me
My renaissance, my brother's light eclipse me
My rough callous feet stomping on these city streets
Fuck that turn the other cheek
Unless you squeeze a peach
No parental advisory, so no need for the bleeps
No comin' in my crib unless you wipin' your feet
I hit the street, I feel good plus complete
A lotta hot rappers ain't nothing without their beat
Mark my name, on the clipboard, I gets raw
When I was sixteen, that's when I used to rip for it
Like Jiminy Cricket, hopping over the candle stick
Watchin' my ass, and yo I learnt quick
I'm nifty, shifty with my dirt, G
Doing my thing, put in work, ain't nothing hurt me
I bring it from front to back, white to black
Shoe to hat, use clues I'm doin’ that
Rhyme skills the dopest, the lyrical style I spit is ferocious
You feel the beat in the streets and get close to this
So while I do my thing, you do your thing
Caress the mic like a baby to make your head bang
Rhyme skills the dopest, the lyrical style I spit is ferocious
Feel the beat in the streets and get close to this
So while I do my thing, do your thing
Carve my name in your brain, make your head bang
Monumental, thoughts flowing sequential
The quintessential mental, tapping into
My focus, take it round like a rental
And if I have to cut you with my gonzo
I'm like a warless sword, I'm digging into
Like you can joust defence
So many strokes and slashes let off
You ain't got not fingerprints
Carve you up with my Rambo, ammo
Looking like leather-face, trippin' on the dance floor
Too much hypocrisy, up in the market, B
It ain't about talent, it's all about the currency
My magna opus, addicted plus the dopest
Maybe I'll write a line and fara canna quote this
They got status but can't work the apparatus
How could a project sell millions
Talking 'bout millions, when half their buyers ain't seen a thousand
Rhyme skills the dopest, the lyrical style I spit is ferocious
Feel the beat in the streets and get close to this
So while I do my thing, do your thing
Caress the mic like a baby to make your head bang
Rhyme skills the dopest, the lyrical style I spit is ferocious
Feel the beat in the streets and get close to this
So while I do my thing, do your thing
Carve my name in your brain, make your head bang
Times is kinda critical, that's why I gotta keep it lyrical
Simple and plain, cos I don't wanna riddle you
I'm tryin' to black out, cos I'll blow your back out
Pullin' my axe out, do a M.O.P. mash out
With my dreads out, an' I ain't no type of boy scout
Mr Life Force, but you call me The Count
Got so many names, that I can't even count
Let's see: Paisley, 5th Thaing, Mr How, Dr Intergalactic
My other names is under the mattress
Now you can get your grades pissed on
After your body's been buried
From trying to get your diss on
Wax off, wax on
My calm is bringin' a storm, from the night until the early morn'
I got so many styles, forget the grape with wine
Life Force on the mic, an' 'bout to put it on
Takin' you ass away like I was Kogon
Rhyme skills the dopest, the lyrical style I spit is ferocious
Feel the beat in the streets and get close to this
So while I do my thing, do your thing
Caress the mic like a baby to make your head bang
Rhyme skills the dopest, the lyrical style I spit is ferocious
Feel the beat in the streets and get close to this
So while I do my thing, do your thing

* (Chorus)
What's going on what could it be
What's going on it seems to me
A sense of focus focus
I know somebody knows this
Your life your path your essence
Well let me tell you something
(Verse 1)
Poisonous get with this so come and sit with this
I speak truth from the mouth so come and get with this
Why do you say I type lyrical while I conversate
Rockin the mic just for my minerals
I take it to the streets for steals pity you
Get stoned magical, real, as in my miracles
Drip Drop my hip hop yo
I'm doin my kung fu stance on one leg like it was hopscotch
Blew up the spot when the sound stops rockin
they steelin up your nickel bags, well this is tappin
Some MCs just yappin and they flapping
They listen to your whole album and nothin happen
I get a snap before the blind eyes def ears
No need for palos my jewel sounds for years
(Catch)
Yo I make it happen when the sound stops rockin
Soon we get it poppin once the sound stops rockin
Yo I make it happen once the sound stops rockin
I steelin up your nickel bags well this is tappin
(Verse 2)
Rap senses in well it's a begin again
Step to me I constellate and I finish 'em finish 'em
Realians Vesilians sowinigan
Rockin your N Hydrogen and Oxygen
Pardon me for steppin on your moccasins
Reveiling statements in here to rock your N
Unified nations the viatons
Set off the satellites
Mark off the first space station
Magnificent filament I represent
The audiovisual ill shit
Brake loose crazy legs
Houdini perverted realist
And I be buggin out (Why's that?)
How some MCs can do all those shows
And get all that dough and still find time to be thuggin out
No diplomatic immunity
Your pitidy is perjury
For the four uses of the surgery
(Catch v. 2)
Yo We make it happen once the sound stops poppin
Yo We make it happen once the sound stops rockin
(Chorus)
Whats going on what could it be
Whats going on it seems to me
A sense of focus focus
I know somebody knows this
Your life your path your essence
Well let me tell you something
(Verse 3)
Dive into the cosmos
And I float and float no need for vehicles my bodies the hose
Clear dat throat got that flem
Ah Ah Em
No need for light skills cause I build my house on a rip
Yo wanna fabam this, takular, blackular, establishments
my encriments and sentiments is like cement
Hardcore deep through the epicenter
Speak to a word and clear to a blur
You wanna know how we got here?
And differenciated forms came together
(Catch v.3)
Yo we get it poppin once the sound stops rockin
Yo we make it happen once the sound stops rockin
Yo we get it poppin once the sound stops rockin
I steelin up your nikel bags well this is tappin
(Chorus)
Whats going on what could it be
Whats going on it seems to me
A sense of focus focus
I know somebody knows this
Your life your path your essence
Well let me tell you something
(Chorus v.2)
Whats going on it seems to me
Whats going on what could it be
A sense of focus focus
I know somebody knows this
Your life your dreams your essence
Well let me tell you something
(chorus v. 3)
Whats going on what could it be
whats going on its seems to me
A sense of focus focus
I know somebody knows this
Your life your dreams your failures
Well let me tell you something
Your hopes your lifes your essence
Well let me tell you something

[Verse One]: Afu-Ra
Peep the finisher, blemisher, menace to sinister
It's him with the, been with the, mic's Next to kin with the
Lyrical assassinate like toxic waste
Rocks is base, matches I burn up in your face
Travel through eons, mentally to spit it viciously
Slapping up these red-eyed devils, speaking fictitiously
They slipping B, snippin the, mic styles they slippery
A golden aura, it backs the voice you can't ignore the
Monumental essence, which crowds wish to adore the
Shimmering stone, lace like stylish, luscious, Tiffany
Sages when they meditate, prism filling my imagery
Subliminally, thoughts I set it, Synchronisticaly
The intricacy, complex levels my entity
No stopping me, I'm rocking the, Hip-Hop philosophy
Drummer drum it, preserve myself to keep me omni-potent
9 9 styles I keep it flowing
[Chorus]: (Dj Premier *cutting & scratching*)
"Randomly flip on bystanders" "Blowing up the spot" "Randomly flip" "Take control" "And represent, represent, represent"
[Verse Two]: Afu-Ra
Poisonous, venom yes, when I bless the mic and structure
Supreme ultimate conductor, eruption
Type flow, lyrical lava, torching up foes
Nuff combustion when I'm +crushing+, like Big Pun
Who's the one who makes the kids run?
Stun like stunguns; son, I hit your Fulcrum
Seas of MCs I part, and some may call it Biblical
Steady causing damage with words, and even syllables
Audio, it's too militious, call it vicious
No time for battleing, competition I'm shattering
Astro-Physical, to melt mics my ritual
Something I couldn't stop, yo, it's just habitual
Flow like the breeze, with ease, of seven seas
You're to your knees, like hit by a disease
It's Afu, you know who, I'm coming faster
Pay attention, cause it's worldwide disaster
[Chorus x2]: (Dj Premier *cutting & scratching*)
[Verse Three]: Afu-Ra
Listen up, now class was in session, stop fessing
Worshiping cars, clothes and weapons
Your reign is over, like any move of a chauva-nistic
Weak-ass, character misfits
You know it wouldn't, last forever with endeavors
Multiple bad moves, your head, you finally severed
Recaptivated, by the new heads of state
Whose lyrical ideologies uncover fallacies
And dynasties constructed by the morbid
I knew it took time, but time it took to floor it
The next centennial, will start with minimal
Microphone controllers trying to bless lines with imbecile
Lyrical content, for devilishment
Body of the Life-Force, Styles be Heaven-sent

Feel this, feel this
Brooklyn's in the house
Brooklyn's in the house
S-T, supreme teacher, read you like a preacher
Seat you down, make you pay close attention to my ether
My aura illuminates, removin' the snakes who lay awake
Lovin' to hate but we still elevate
Massagin' the brain, utilize the wisdom contained
Through the knowledge of my circumference and how to maintain
Some nights I walk with the understanding, build cypher
Like Charles Bronson, vigilante ready to snipe ya
Ignite the marijuana, roll a cigar from Havana
Tony Santana, smokin' in the Coco Cabana
Or in the sauna, after doing my Calisthenics
Universal metrics, reversin' the hex, cursin' the sexist
Accepting my blessings, remembering my lessons
Take my dog's suggestions
When he told me keep my smith and Wesson
For protection, the streets is watching and they testin'
They know when you're frontin' and when you're representin'
It's not where you be or how you be
Or who you be or what you got
Unique sounds, grounds is hot
We comin' through, we tidal waves in this rap shit
Now how you be, now who you be and where you be?
You wanna get with the brothers, that's the illest
The microphone have sex with my lyrics
Hit shit off, first move is doggy style
No premature ejaculation, last for a while
Flippin' and turnin' and splittin' it, all type positions
Grabbin' and tuggin' and yokin' it, all type of missions
Crazy, nah, I'm not that type of brother
My verses, when they out in the streets, they carry rubbers
I heard you're drippin', your rap style got gonorrhea
Exploitations of nations, look at this, it's here, yo
Seven days around the clock ass all in the videos
I know you like it, I do too, love the cheese, yo
But this is hip hop, stop it, go make a porno
Not player hatin', on the mic I'm player scrapin'
Nobody seen it, whole eons change to Zeniths
I bounce styles that's sexual, plus I'm intellectual
Thoughts transverse to physical, I keep it spiritual
I got the motts, you bust the dutch, I got the hydro
I just sit back on tracks and let it flow
Feel this, feel this
Brooklyn's in the house
Brooklyn's in the house
I give you agony, agony, agony, you wanna rump with me?
Constantly, constantly, constantly rollin' a phonta leaf
You know it's beef when you gettin' stomped losin' teeth
Because you sweet and ain't got no claims to the street
You'se the type to get shot and go explain to the cops
Come to court every day, make sure a nigga get locked
But I thought you had that big glock that you bust a whole lot
Then why my nigga's sittin' up in that little cell block?
I'm tellin' ya, ock, the world is a spot for snid-akes
Niggas who hid-ate, do anything to get the pid-apes
Love to see me down and out, blood in my mouth
Steez all sweated out, tied up in my house
Can I live and still give, take my team on sprees?
Twistin out skeeze out of custom drop-top v's?
You know the pedigrees, always stay blowin' the dick
When B.G.S. is the squad, the dice stay on the six
Nuff of dem still in di valley of dry bones
Dem ah search dem seven seas, dem, ah, throw stick and stone
M-mh, dey gonna melt like snow cone
Da minute di countdown say dis ah di final showdown
Well, some ah said dem ah star, dem love car
Dem at war and a blur, dem nah really reach far
But nuff ah dem ah bafoon, dem ah goon
Cartoon, dem nah put out no conscious tune
A-fi warn dem, if dem nah listen, so we scorn dem
We gonna steer far from dem
I know that we are kings and we love nice things
But we not sell out fi no diamond ring
Yo, I got da Lord in ah mi mind
So any which part mi come, mi ah go shine
Trust me, we don't fear nothin
So don't boost up yourself like you are gon' do me somethin'
Mi turn dem off like mi turn of mi light

[Intro: DJ Premier]
Yeah, Afu-Ra, the Body of the Life Force
Yo, you know how I do son (yeah)
Yeah, so why don't you (yeah)
Get on this mic and represent one time
[Afu-Ra]
Some MC's you know they artificial
Some get straight chewed like gristles, I blow like missiles
Lyrics run right through your tissues
Afu-Ra reformed serial killer, it's so much iller
How my sound rounds could bill-a
Straight up bodegas of thought ya come across
Rhymes so dope, one verse'll make you somersault
Intertwinin, alignin wit the timin
Enterprisin, uprisin surprisin
Perverted linguistics came to rip shit
Strapped for life word to mom's carry ten clips
My ink hits from backyards to basements
Loose lips sink ships, ya drown this quick
Superbly, my words be, like third degree
Word to me, thoughts higher than planes be
It's funny to me, how my stun shines the jewelry
My symmetry, follow me, wherever shadows be
Lyrical elixir, turntables and a mixer
Bust ya shit like a blister, yeah, one, two, how we do
[Chorus: DJ Premier scratches up samples]
"Afu-Ra"
"The Body of the Life Force"
"Rough and tough"
"Lyrical warrior"
"The Body of the Life Force"
"Microphone check one two"
[Afu-Ra]
Mic stance, starts the illustration
As I dive into creation, wit so much patience
Split my drink up your nation, but never cleanin it up
Stainin it up, molecules, my energy melt the cup
I'm usin fake MC's for target practice
To usurp your experts, will be my best work
I'm takin stripes, might snipe ya, cause I'm hyper
Will incite the shit too loose, I'll make it tighter
Flowin on and on like I was nylon
Sounds gong, check ti, Brook-nom to Saig-gong
My chord sweeps, from off beat to on beat
Lyrical symbolism, peep the visions
I make incisions, fabric of ghetto rhythms
You couldn't hold me, if you wore gloves or mittens
Lion of Judah type style, and you're forgiven
I set it straight, my jade pen obliterate
You titillate, chop you up for my shark bait
Incinerate your presence, scatter your ashes
And breeze by on the mic, like EZ passes
[Chorus 2X]
[Afu-Ra]
I'm kinda killin a, willin a, instillin a, billin a
Yo, yo you talkin MC's, ain't nothin similar
Scatter ya, batter ya, internally ratter ya
Even through your dental records, they'd never notice ya
A dope style, so pure you couldn't touch it
Couldn't nudge it, diesel men, couldn't budge it
Terroristic type tactic, get your ass kicked
Never rested, jah blessed it, never test it
Undrownable, unsoluble, prolific
Lyrical typhoon crossin the Pacific
Chosen by the mystic, mic ways, I rip it
Usurp it, sharp enough that it can hurt it
Depth wise, verse wise, ensurin that the surge hits
Words hit, I do work like arthroscopic
Surgery, now my rhymes lacked the masonry, kinetic energy
Thoughts cause the imagery, natural disaster
Earthquake type telepathy
Yeah, one, two, how we do

Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha
Now it's about to be talked about
You're gettin' slapped by my grammar
Vocals like a hammer with roots from Alabama
I'm under cover, make moves like no other
In dark alleys, you're gettin' opened from your belly
I rock spots for blocks, I knock you inna Skelly
I know you're jelly, because Fame, Billy and I be
Mashin' out crews of bad dudes for nothin'
Or 'cuz they frontin', they corny style, I show 'em somethin'
A buck fifty ear to ear smash and fear
I'm scrubbin' down, this hip hop shit's infested
Too many niggas sexin' the mic, they not protected
Don't get infected, like a child that's been molested
The surgeon general rap shit just hit your section
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me
It's picture perfect, blaze your mind like it's chronic
'Cause M.O.P. and afu-ra, shits bionic
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me
Brownsville slugger, put it on, come on, bring it on
It's a new way for this hip hop shit, sing a long
Who it is, nah bitch the question is, what it is?
It's that back yard bangin' shit, that I rocked for the kids
Clack clack, move son I got nothin' to lose son
There's a million and one ways to die, choose one
Hit or miss, it won't matter to peel yo ass
I'm still left with a million ways to kill yo ass
Now afu-ra split 'em in half with the sword
You heard it from yours truly, chairman of the board
Fizzy Womack, I blow back they whole strap committee
We live and direct from New York City
I'm a stretch a nigga, so you better get your weapon
Stop yappin' with ya dick in your hand and start steppin'
Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare
This is war here and we gettin' it on all year, biatch
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me
Let's take a trip down burner bark lane
Where the innocent get slain
And what you visualize will ruin your brain
A lot a blood sweat and tears, pain
Nobody stop a murder, as a dealer does it's muthafuckin' thing
Bang bang, just like that, the man'll slit open you
And put two under your hat
And as you lay flat just another nigga whacked
Before he stepped, he threw three through your chest through your back
And your outta here, lights out, game over
You said, you wanted to live life as a soldier
I told ya, we on shaky grounds, a lot of ups and downs
We on force, to run a crash course and blast off rhymes
And of course we have emotions inside, yeah
That's just some shit that we been trained to hide
You hear, be cautious, nigga walk slow
Talk low, this ain't no muthafuckin' talk show, this is
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me
Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me

[Afu-Ra]
You wanna roll with the alphanumerical
Lyrical, serial syllable killa wit the realness
Feel this, mix tape shots, I peal this
Ayatollah, strike like Casanova
Give me a beat, and my styles, I run it over
Corner ya brain, like a game of chess, nah
How a million MC's gon' be the best
You couldn't go against the squad, if your rhymes was hard
What made you think that you can challenge the stars?
Don't go against the grain, insane, ready to aim
No stoppin a, rockin a, hip hop philosopher
MC's and DJ's, your urban opera
I said it, intelligently, ain't nuthin next to me
Certainly, you couldn't even deal wit my weaponry
I interject like the Internet, wet ya sets

Perverted Monks style
'99 Style, know what I'm sayin?
Comin at cha, this how we do
Paraplegic, my fightin stance too strategic
No shadows on my kicks too much Chi horrific
To be specific, I'm comin threw with jiu-jitsu
Bone crushin bone breakin as I get into
Scorpion styles, with the speed of a cheetah
Hit your pressure points with light skills, I be
The blaster, Iron Palms is elemental
Combinations damagin nations in the mental
Cerebral cortex is obsolete
You'll die ten times if you try to test me
Taoist master, rhyme style disaster
Studied on the cliffs of mountains readin scrolls
Holdin it down, iron shirt chigung
Apprentice in the temple with Guang Jung Nim
I went through torture deadly styles I'm the author
Ingested metals, yeah they made me supernova
Triple spinnin kicks, side kicks, and hook kicks
They come much iller, so you must be Masta Killa
It's Afu, change my style, change the weather
It's Afu, change your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak styles I sever
Combinin two styles on the mic with Masta Killa
It's Afu, change my style, change the weather
It's Afu, change your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak styles I sever
Combinin two styles on the mic with Masta Killa
The great ones have searched for the righteous data
To show and prove and master the separation of matter
And seein through death, never loose conscious of self
Shed a shell keep it movin factor
Sword swing it to the temple, mental state
Danger chamber, eighth yang slang, Wu-Tang
Train private soldiers in this rap game
Like that Shanghai chinky eyed chick from Bedstuy
Wang Chung from Lafayette, Stuyversant and Malcolm X
Fifty Seven Park, it might spark, it's the heart
One blood cell, featurin Masta Kill
After dark he goes, bust gone, trust none, touch one
Young chun, prodigal son, Killa Bees disease
Home grown, flown from over seas, city under siege
Ya eyes bleed, the weed got 'em red dread
Like spinnin roundhouse kicks to the head, he dead
It's Afu, change my style, change the weather
It's Afu, change your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak styles I sever
Combinin two styles on the mic with Masta Killa
It's Afu, change my style, change the weather
It's Afu, change your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak styles I sever

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 droppin' 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 smokin' barrel, yo
Or dress like little shorty when she got her period
Yea, don, word is bond, I gotta flow
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 guest list
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
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 burnin' 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, nothin' 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
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 guest list
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
I'm fresh hell walls, like a schizophrenic 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 rhymin' 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, vernacular
Scoop up a chase for cakes like a spatula
Now that I captured that, I got ya gaspin' 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 tryna make ya bounce
I'm just tryna show you what I'm about
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 guest list
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
Yup, spread out, but wait
I'm on your body, yeah, yeah
We came to mash up the whole party
Yup, spread out, but wait
I'm on your body, yeah, yeah
We came to mash up the whole party
Yup, spread out, but wait
I'm on your body, yeah, yeah
We came to mash up the whole party
Yup, spread out, but wait
I'm on your body, yeah, yeah

Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move and nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move and nobody get hurt
I'm not a bad boy or a rude boy blood spiller
Notice how I touch the microphone like gorillas
Dressed in all white, sparking up my tire
It's Brooklyn dance y'all that have me in a trance y'all
I slid my way, right up in a jam
Skated on the dance floor like I was Peter Pan
Put style's together, I inspired Dapper Dan
Plus I'm down with the Wu-Tang Clan
No bodyguards, I'm just a dred rolling dolo
Looking for an empress and not a ho, yo
I made my way to the bar, the DJ shouted me out
To kick that Shogun slogan
I ordered Hennessey mixed with Captain Morgan's
And made my way right to the booth, to bust a flow son
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move and nobody get hurt
And all my big body medium and slim body Chaka queens
A hip hop nigga rocking in reggae scene
Arms out, skin out, synchronized as he rock to the beat
And can you stand the heat
And can you wind your waist without moving your feet
And if you don't like sweating, you should take a seat
Yeah, yeah, I mixed it out with my homey, Robbie Gandis
Pulling a cigar from Havana, like a don dada
While lil' ma's eyein' me up in the corner
I talk to bartender and order two corona's
I slid on over, the way she look made me sober
'Cuz I'm a smooth brother, yeah, I kept my composure
We danced all night to guess what the drama
It couldn't be a Brooklyn dance without no drama
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move and nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move and nobody get hurt
One shot, two shot, rat-a-tat, tat-a-tat-tat
I grab the hand and we jetted out the spot
It was a beef between a Yankee boy and Jamerican
The whole crowd spreaded out in a hurry, shit
I held a taxi and hopped up in the backseat
He told the driver, 550 Jay Street
And by the way, I'm taking you with me
'Cuz I, I really really like the way you MC
Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, I didn't really know you like me
Now we both fixing on the party
Aiyo, aiyo, aiyo, aiyo but you can parle with me
'Cuz that's the way I like things to be, aiyo
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt, yeah
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move and nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt
Nobody move, nobody get hurt, yeah
Nobody move and nobody get hurt

[Afu-Ra]
The key is self mastery, mentally and physically
Escapin dramas, plaguin the world, it's never easy, G
Society is straight up, set up to hurt you
Indirectly, with God logic, it's diabolic
Let me kick it most importantly trick-nology
Leave that similac alone, breast feed your seeds
The gift of motherhood, you pass on your antibodies
Defense against sickness, unwanted virus
Realize we came to this land by savage pirates
Never migrated, forced dehydrated
Instrumental tools, so knowledge dilapidated
Forced to bring it back, the most high heals the wounds
From the time you conceived, to the day you lay in tombs
Reeducate thy self from spoken fables
Descendants of the kings and queens who made it stable
Whose anatomy contains royal genealogy
You're no the minority, the unseen majority
Communicatin brother to brother before a dialect
Developed longevity, built the first community
Understood the science of healin through herbology
First open heart surgery was under King Zoasa
Erectin pyramids livin off the Nile River
There's so many unknown facts about self, I shiver
I stop a second, think to myself, it make me quiver
I must reach right inside of the self and just deliver
Rays of light of the Sun, through the stratus
Peace as I release this apparatus
[Chorus]
Mastery, mentally and physically
Mastery, mentally and physically
Mastery, mentally and physically
Mastery, mentally and physically
Escapin dramas plaguin the world is never easy G
Mastery, mentally and physically
Mastery, mentally and physically
Mastery, mentally and physically

Perverted monks style
'99 style, know what I'm sayin'?
Comin' at cha, this how we do
Paraplegic, my fightin' stance, too strategic
No shadows on my kicks too much chi-horrific
To be specific, I'm comin' threw with Jiu-Jitsu
Bone crushin' bone breakin' as I get into
Scorpion styles, with the speed of a cheetah
Hit your pressure points with light skills, I be
The blaster, iron palms is elemental
Combinations damagin' nations in the mental
Cerebral cortex is obsolete
You'll die ten times if you try to test me
Taoist master, rhyme style disaster
Studied on the cliffs of mountains readin' scrolls
Holdin' it down, iron shirt chi-gung
Apprentice in the temple with guang-jung-nim
I went through torture deadly styles I'm the author
Ingested metals, yeah they made me supernova
Triple spinnin' kicks, side kicks, and hook kicks
They come much iller, so you must be Masta Killa
It's Afu, change my style, change the weather
It's Afu, change your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak styles I sever
Combinin' two styles on the Mic with Masta Killa
The great ones have searched for the righteous data
To show and prove and master the separation of matter
And seein' through death, never loose conscious of self
Shed a shell keep it movin' factor
Sword swing it to the temple, mental state
Danger chamber, eighth yang slang, Wu-Tang
Train private soldiers in this rap game
Like that shanghai chinky eyed chick from Bedstuy
Wang Chung from Lafayette, stuy versant and Malcolm X
Fifty seven park, it might spark, it's the heart
One blood cell, featurin' Masta Kill
After dark he goes, bust gone, trust none, touch one
Young Chun, prodigal son, killa bees disease
Home grown, flown from over seas, city under siege
Ya eyes bleed, the weed got 'em red dread
Like spinnin' roundhouse kicks to the head, he dead
It's Afu, change my style, change the weather
It's Afu, change your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak styles I sever
Combinin' two styles on the Mic with Masta Killa
It's Afu, change my style, change the weather
It's Afu, change your mind, just too clever
It's Afu, all the weak styles I sever

Desfrutar de ti
Oh, yeah yeah yeah, oh, yeah
You know I'm comin' though hotter, drip sweat meltin' ya collar
Afu-Ra takin' care like I'm ya father
Some call me papa though I'm rollin' with the rastas
Straight up and down, I'm like the sauce over the pasta
I'm well connected to all my people's doin' salsa
One of my trademarks, you'll catch me drinkin' Malta
You need some paprika to freak the
I let you know I came through just to reach ya
I do it one more time, bless this feature
Will take with nothin' unlike self I mover
Heat it right up, burnin' like it's lava
Test you leavin' with hoes like Godfather
Sounds soakin' off honeys like it was lather
Study lessons and plant seeds to nurture
Praise due to this, show and prove with this
Knowledge yourself, Life Force'll make you move with this
No hay nada, que me sostenga
Yo estoy lista, para desfrutar de ti
Quiero tu calor, arridedor, de me ser
Oh, oh, oh, there's just nothin'
That can keep me from you, you, you, oh oh oh
Said, there's just nothin' when all I want [Incomprehensible]
Sound Bombing number one right, hate blow it like it's dynamite
Destined to keep ya molecules shakin' right
Flippin' my script as if I was a gymnast
I'm fusin' coasts together like I'm a chemist
Ayyo, you leavin' the party, yo, it ain't finished
A dred shakin' so hearty, so what's your business
You callin' my cell phone, sayin', "Who is this?"
I throw it down to expand my interest
I take it higher to master engraver
You know the chicas want that papi chulo flavor
I do it for the north, south, east, west behavior
Wait a minute, hold up yo, yo, there go my pager
Beeper beepin', ringin', comin' from my celli
If ya ever had days like this, then tell me
Praise due to this, show and prove with this
Knowledge yourself, Life Force'll make you move with this
No hay nada, que me sostenga
Yo estoy lista, para desfrutar de ti
Quiero tu calor, arridedor, de me ser
Oh, oh, oh, there's just nothin'
That can keep me from you, you, you
Oh, oh, oh, there's just nothin'
That can keep me from you, you, you, you
Oh oh oh oh, there's just nothin'

Tell me why, why you wanna cry?
Tell me why, why you wanna cry?
Tell me why, why you wanna cry?
Tell me why, why you wanna cry?
Nobody's crying on for justice
And everyone is crying on for peace
They can't hold us, they can't please
A hungry man is an angry man and the war will never cease
Malicious soldier person make me hold them, oh, freeze
Hey, you, Mr. Sky Man, mister, hold on, please
Can you show some love and put your minds at ease?
I no bow down to them fame, like a piece, I can't contain
And all you stand alone, in out the rain
All over the world, too much is too much
And I done been all over the globe, aiyo, you know enough is enough
Many families going to bed without a decent meal in they table
Babies crying with these soul of melodies
And they can't help themselves, they need the world to hear me
It's fucked up, the population's mind shackled up
By some are mesmerized by a fucking pimp cup
With the zillionaire big time ballers
Everywhere in the world, put five in the bum's cup
And I ain't trynna scape goat the powers structure
'Cause the powers structure's, heading for destruction
Matter of fact, yo, it was built on destruction
I'm trynna look into the eyes of my brothers
Each one, teach one, we are all brothers
Get ya weight up, the situation ain't going nowhere
I can rhyme it til I'm blue in the face, so when the world cares
Tell me why, why you wanna cry?
Tell me why, why you wanna cry?
Tell me why, why you wanna cry?
Tell me why, why you wanna cry?
Every time you read all that
Everyday another innocent, end up dead
More wickedness, to all of them, spread out dead
In the ghetto, youth will shine
And I tell 'em them can't find no bread out there
People upset out there, well, I teach another gangsta
Sure, we dead out there
'Cause things thema do, we should reject out there
But instead out there, nobody never fling a stone
Now flat out, yet all dead
We praise a spiritual vibe, to bring a state of unity
Master playa, haters out in the community
And global genocide's, Babylon's commodity
While selfishness, plays the mind of humanity
With media and propaganda, causing insanity
And self indulgence tastes sweeter than candy
We got women, plus the men hypnotized by vanity
Understand, one race, one family
You wanna pretend, but you be tough
Because the food that you eat, look like it not enough
And you want to be real, but you got to be rough
And the whole town repent, for a basket from a fruit
Rappin' in boots but ya'll handcuffs
Working for this system, they got you by crutch
And go in your cocoon and invite the rush
Don't step on your toe when the hearing say hush
Tell me why, why you wanna cry?
Tell me why, why you wanna cry?
Tell me why, why you wanna cry?

[Chorus]
If you wanna rock the clubs, you can too
If you wanna pop the bubb', give me a clue
If you wanna rock the ice, and your style is tight
Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, they gotta bring it right
[Afu-Ra]
It's the, rap spectacular, cardiovascular
You see these lyrics they gonna laugh at ya
You wanna take it to the streets movin backwards
Straight up and down, you get slapped up like Cassius
And if they want holes hook 'em with a catheter
Mental manipulation like Blackula
Controllin forces knockin soldiers off their horses
Whether the Benz or the Rolls Royce's
Ain't nothin close to kilometer Testa Rosa
Body barometer, pop just like a toaster
I heat and freeze it off simultaneously
Instantaneously, ain't no one worthy but me
I hold my head like a sire for a second
The state of hip hop in my head went through blizzards
Now I hokus pokus regain my focus
I got to keep it movin move smoother than Braggadocios
[Chorus]
If you wanna rock the clubs, you can too
If you wanna pop a slug, gimme a clue
If you wanna shock the sights, and you're outta sight
Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, you gotta bring it right
[Afu-Ra]
Inferable, impenetrable, mineral, serial
Spiritual, visuals, sprinkle mics with my lyricals
I use astrophysics and aeronautics
Biologically technical unpointed message view
The type to snatch danger right out your passage view
I bring it back to the essence was
Exodus, wanna get next to us
Honeys doin doobies, but the booties gettin rushed
[Chorus]
If you wanna rock the clubs, you can too
If you wanna pop the bubb', gimme a clue
If you wanna rock it tight, and your style is right
Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, you gotta bring it right
[Afu-Ra]
You got beef that I'm a stomp with this, bombs I launch wit this
Peep the flames from my orifice, I'm off wit this
Betta call your boss for this, I'm squashin 'em, you
ain't goin far my friend
Insatiable unstoppable, syllable, module
It's logical the diabolical after my molecules
I had to enhance my thought pharmaceuticals
Lyrics is literal paintin pictures daily rituals
I like to free verse from coast to coast
On boats and boast, files be dope and dope
Open scopes, Afu is like hope on a rope
Goin for broke, I make sing somethin I wrote
[Chorus]
If you wanna rock the clubs, you can to
If you wanna pop the bubb', give me a clue
If you wanna rock it tight, and your style is right
Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, you gotta bring it right
If you wanna rock the clubs, you can too
If you wanna pop a slug, give me a clue
If you wanna rock the ice, and your style is right
Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, they gotta bring it right
[Afu-Ra]
Peep this modern day follow through, nothin will boggle you
Suggest I hit them with the darts, now they jiggle too
Now ladies taste a lick, and lick the lyrical liquor
Takin a swigger, checkin her figure, countin her figga's
Some roll through on that real type Perrelli 'ish
Some roll through on that meet me at the telli 'ish
Evidently, evidence stains for centuries
I carve my name in your head like I'm a memory
I'm composin with the Beethoven slogan
Year 3000 on the run like I'm Logan
Change the gases, switch my anti matter
You see I spent about ten life times as a rapper
[Chorus]
If you wanna rock the clubs, you can to
If you wanna pop the bubb', give me a clue
If you wanna rock it tight, and your style is right
Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, you gotta bring it right
If you wanna rock the clubs, you can too
If you wanna pop a slug, give me a clue
If you wanna rock it tight, and your style is right
Well you gotta tell 'em, yo, they gotta bring it right
If you wanna go to clubs, you can too
If you wanna pull the plug, gimme a clue
If you wanna rock the mic, and your style is right