A-F-R-O - Code #829 lyrics

rate me

(Verse)

A slower melody over enemy torture

Let it be sober, endin' trendin' ready Lebenese coitus

Send a friend request to the nearest whore or location

The form of more basis, the orvedour statement

Horrorcore placement sure scorns the lights off

The mic soft, pourin' more sight into yo eye socket

Fourth chamber, savor more and more danger

Angered force, mourn lady, born porn, torn maiden

Sure major, knew a lady bitch named Lourdes Sheva

Lady dame, but it take eight straight razors to shave her

Nasty jungle, and she's Abernathy's cousin

Now Abernathy had given A-F-R-O the toungin'

And Abernathy had asshole fungus

That is not a laughin' matter, ass full of yucky mess

Somethin' says Jam Master Jay spray turntable

Earned wager, stabbed half of pay, trade a learned, stable...

Mind

(Interlude)

(Imitatin' the vampire pimp off of Sesame Street, The Count)

Two plus two, ah

(Verse 2)

Flashin' lights run past, Thundercats, shunned and snatched

Some dumb monkey, run it fast

Obliterated, a fiddle rated, aminitive hangin'

Get 'em and lift the pages, disintegrated, a minute to savor

Changin' the pace, bangin' the bass, Alex Nejera

Fate is erased, rapin' the wasted hour to check up

The makin' of takin', shapin' the game and layin' the terror

The prayer is sayin', aimin' to be shakin' James in the mirror

Ya worse at, few short stance

Black and white like Eamon and his New York hat

Singin' and swingin' a song like Bjork vocals

See, you're lower in each treaty, seashore drownin'

Soundin' it louder, and slap ya with hand powder

I'm Chowder, devour the hour with towers of powers, allowin'

To cower, the coward, and how are ya clownin' to growl up

With A-F-R-O devourin' mandibles

Scattered, now I am out of it

I'm sour as Jack Bauer, intact child

Impact, mix-matched, dick-smacked defiled her

Blind Toxic, headphones over his ears

Over his fears, swarmin' syllables colder than beer

Frozen over a year, surin' to tear

Freestyle, now ya know that I - yeah - be rockin' it

Pulse Reaction, foes' souls told to bask

In a blow spazm, in toast to Fantom

Explodes the fashion, with toes bashin'

Listen, when I get the pedicure

Manicure, niggas oughta know because I"m sad at yo

Mad attack and recant it, the fan of mannin' the data dome

The candidate'll always do damage up at yo front door

Now you're grandmamma picky

Dear lerd children, niggas ought ti know, see, or fear it

(Really fast Verse 3)

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The rat-a-tat-ta-tata

GRATATA

^&*(&^%^&*( to shock ya

Like CPR, the TV - doh! - the TV's dark!

Ma'fucka, get the brightness!

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