AFU-RA

AFU-RA - DEFEAT lyrics

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[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" <--Guru

"Blowing up the spot" <--

"Randomly flip" <--Guru

"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

[Chorus x2]: (Dj Premier *cutting & scratching*)

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