歌曲 | Mic Stance |
歌手 | Afu-Ra |
专辑 | Body of the Life Force |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Martin, Phillip | |
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" |
zuo qu : Martin, Phillip | |
Yeah, AfuRa, 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 | |
AfuRa | |
Some MC' s you know they artificial | |
Some get straight chewed like gristles, I blow like missiles | |
Lyrics run right through your tissues | |
AfuRa reformed serial killer, it' s so much iller | |
How my sound rounds could billa | |
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 | |
" AfuRa" |
zuò qǔ : Martin, Phillip | |
Yeah, AfuRa, 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 | |
AfuRa | |
Some MC' s you know they artificial | |
Some get straight chewed like gristles, I blow like missiles | |
Lyrics run right through your tissues | |
AfuRa reformed serial killer, it' s so much iller | |
How my sound rounds could billa | |
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 | |
" AfuRa" |