Cameo Afro Lyrics
| Song | Cameo Afro |
| Artist | RZA |
| Album | Afro Samurai |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Diggs ,Grice | |
| 作词 : Diggs, Elliot, Grice, Hardy | |
| A rap pro, do a show, good to go, also | |
| Cameo Afro, Virgo, domino, I go Rambo | |
| Gigolo, Romeo, Friday night spend money on a ho- | |
| Bound to grasp, Samurai, on what they call each other | |
| Erasing all errors, get worked to pall bearers | |
| I'm talking caskets, coffins, I'm the bastard swordsman | |
| That cause the loss of massing organs | |
| Fear factor, here after, disaster | |
| Climb like the stairmaster, coming through, clear a path of | |
| The raw aggression, that'll take your best on | |
| You start talking tephlon, then you switch to Revlon | |
| Nigga, choose ya weapon, hope you got your vest on | |
| Talking Superman shit, when you ain't got ya S on? | |
| Heh, get ahead of who never, your skills too technical | |
| Leave nothing left for you, but residue, the state of vegetable | |
| The mad swagger, do flaunt it, my dick and you want it | |
| Only question now, is "nigga, who want it?" | |
| Cause once trouble said (like that) trouble dead | |
| Boy, don't make me have to pull out this double edge | |
| A rap pro, do a show, good to go, also | |
| Cameo Afro, Virgo, domino, I go Rambo | |
| Gigolo, Romeo, Friday night spend money on a ho- | |
| Tel, to get a good night's sleep, I'm keeping in step | |
| Do I come off? Yup | |
| [GZA:] | |
| My sword crash through your breastplate, splash the blood on your scared face | |
| Drops leave your trail in the snow, showing the clear trace | |
| Behind a punctured steel, they bodies rot | |
| Arm and leg missing, head laying near the chopping block | |
| An experience, that shattered ya spine, break spirits | |
| Same shit that fucks with ya mind, you hate to hear it, nigga | |
| Def man world is silent, he hears nothing | |
| But we punish those who play dumb, years bluffing | |
| Floods and bloodbaths, up on elevator shafts | |
| Many rivers choke and body will float it like raft | |
| Spark wires from auto-fire, verbal and slang with gats | |
| Screws filled with casualties, wherever the tanks was at | |
| Conflict iminent, prelimenary attack | |
| Everyone's a target, so cemitaries are packed | |
| A solid nigga, drink liquids and gas you up | |
| Hit you with a stupid flying drug, then pass ya cup | |
| [Chorus x2: Suga Bang Bang] | |
| Why, you trying to test me swordplay, when I'm sharp in every way | |
| This life I live, I'll do it, all by myself |
| zuo qu : Diggs , Grice | |
| zuo ci : Diggs, Elliot, Grice, Hardy | |
| A rap pro, do a show, good to go, also | |
| Cameo Afro, Virgo, domino, I go Rambo | |
| Gigolo, Romeo, Friday night spend money on a ho | |
| Bound to grasp, Samurai, on what they call each other | |
| Erasing all errors, get worked to pall bearers | |
| I' m talking caskets, coffins, I' m the bastard swordsman | |
| That cause the loss of massing organs | |
| Fear factor, here after, disaster | |
| Climb like the stairmaster, coming through, clear a path of | |
| The raw aggression, that' ll take your best on | |
| You start talking tephlon, then you switch to Revlon | |
| Nigga, choose ya weapon, hope you got your vest on | |
| Talking Superman shit, when you ain' t got ya S on? | |
| Heh, get ahead of who never, your skills too technical | |
| Leave nothing left for you, but residue, the state of vegetable | |
| The mad swagger, do flaunt it, my dick and you want it | |
| Only question now, is " nigga, who want it?" | |
| Cause once trouble said like that trouble dead | |
| Boy, don' t make me have to pull out this double edge | |
| A rap pro, do a show, good to go, also | |
| Cameo Afro, Virgo, domino, I go Rambo | |
| Gigolo, Romeo, Friday night spend money on a ho | |
| Tel, to get a good night' s sleep, I' m keeping in step | |
| Do I come off? Yup | |
| GZA: | |
| My sword crash through your breastplate, splash the blood on your scared face | |
| Drops leave your trail in the snow, showing the clear trace | |
| Behind a punctured steel, they bodies rot | |
| Arm and leg missing, head laying near the chopping block | |
| An experience, that shattered ya spine, break spirits | |
| Same shit that fucks with ya mind, you hate to hear it, nigga | |
| Def man world is silent, he hears nothing | |
| But we punish those who play dumb, years bluffing | |
| Floods and bloodbaths, up on elevator shafts | |
| Many rivers choke and body will float it like raft | |
| Spark wires from autofire, verbal and slang with gats | |
| Screws filled with casualties, wherever the tanks was at | |
| Conflict iminent, prelimenary attack | |
| Everyone' s a target, so cemitaries are packed | |
| A solid nigga, drink liquids and gas you up | |
| Hit you with a stupid flying drug, then pass ya cup | |
| Chorus x2: Suga Bang Bang | |
| Why, you trying to test me swordplay, when I' m sharp in every way | |
| This life I live, I' ll do it, all by myself |
| zuò qǔ : Diggs , Grice | |
| zuò cí : Diggs, Elliot, Grice, Hardy | |
| A rap pro, do a show, good to go, also | |
| Cameo Afro, Virgo, domino, I go Rambo | |
| Gigolo, Romeo, Friday night spend money on a ho | |
| Bound to grasp, Samurai, on what they call each other | |
| Erasing all errors, get worked to pall bearers | |
| I' m talking caskets, coffins, I' m the bastard swordsman | |
| That cause the loss of massing organs | |
| Fear factor, here after, disaster | |
| Climb like the stairmaster, coming through, clear a path of | |
| The raw aggression, that' ll take your best on | |
| You start talking tephlon, then you switch to Revlon | |
| Nigga, choose ya weapon, hope you got your vest on | |
| Talking Superman shit, when you ain' t got ya S on? | |
| Heh, get ahead of who never, your skills too technical | |
| Leave nothing left for you, but residue, the state of vegetable | |
| The mad swagger, do flaunt it, my dick and you want it | |
| Only question now, is " nigga, who want it?" | |
| Cause once trouble said like that trouble dead | |
| Boy, don' t make me have to pull out this double edge | |
| A rap pro, do a show, good to go, also | |
| Cameo Afro, Virgo, domino, I go Rambo | |
| Gigolo, Romeo, Friday night spend money on a ho | |
| Tel, to get a good night' s sleep, I' m keeping in step | |
| Do I come off? Yup | |
| GZA: | |
| My sword crash through your breastplate, splash the blood on your scared face | |
| Drops leave your trail in the snow, showing the clear trace | |
| Behind a punctured steel, they bodies rot | |
| Arm and leg missing, head laying near the chopping block | |
| An experience, that shattered ya spine, break spirits | |
| Same shit that fucks with ya mind, you hate to hear it, nigga | |
| Def man world is silent, he hears nothing | |
| But we punish those who play dumb, years bluffing | |
| Floods and bloodbaths, up on elevator shafts | |
| Many rivers choke and body will float it like raft | |
| Spark wires from autofire, verbal and slang with gats | |
| Screws filled with casualties, wherever the tanks was at | |
| Conflict iminent, prelimenary attack | |
| Everyone' s a target, so cemitaries are packed | |
| A solid nigga, drink liquids and gas you up | |
| Hit you with a stupid flying drug, then pass ya cup | |
| Chorus x2: Suga Bang Bang | |
| Why, you trying to test me swordplay, when I' m sharp in every way | |
| This life I live, I' ll do it, all by myself |
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