Song | God Of Rap |
Artist | Afu-Ra |
Album | State Of The Arts |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Phillip, Steinen | |
Yo, I'm straight rockin' it | |
Hit the block with it, chessboxing it | |
If I can't shoot it, I ox it | |
And I'm reppin' for Brooklyn, tools in my rocket | |
Broke right outta my cage, I'm gonna rock it | |
Ooh, that's how I spit, chill, yo I got this | |
I bust a move, one-two, shell shocking it | |
Put words together, make you stacking it, tackle it | |
I'm well endowed, and my flows quite accurate | |
I pull rabbits out my hat on some magic ish | |
Presto change-o, I do my thing, yo | |
Three sixty spin into Dr. Strange, yo | |
Wa-da-da-deng, wa-da-da-da-da-deng yo | |
**** gaming, and the gamer who spittin flames yo | |
I do this for my people whose minds in them chains yo | |
So everybody that's really to roll, get ready to eat | |
Because I'm cooking on this track yo | |
[Chorus: Afu-Ra] | |
"I said hey hey hey hey" | |
You know I be the god of the rap, the couldn't hold me back" | |
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea" | |
I'm burning that purple, dog, you want some of that? | |
"I said hey hey hey hey" | |
Wanna murder these tracks, the god, know how to act | |
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea" | |
I'm bout to rep with skills, hold on, they couldn't hold me back | |
[Hook: Afu-Ra] | |
I gotta be, all I can be | |
No matter what nobody wants from me | |
I gotta be, all I can | |
No matter what nobody wants from me | |
I had a revelation | |
To speak my mind with a good vibration | |
Aiy, don't matter what you saying | |
I'm hardcore with my rap and I ain't playing | |
I get around, get around, get around | |
Uh-huh, a force untold with so much soul | |
A twenty four karat heart of gold | |
I get around, get around, I get around | |
Uh-huh, a stop drop and rock, and shock yo town | |
Listen to the way that I scream it now | |
[Chorus] | |
[Afu-Ra] | |
Wanna run up? Put the smackdown, crack down | |
On the track now, matter fact, it's a fact now | |
Million stops, earthquakes from the beats, move the streets | |
I got the treats and it's a rap now | |
My sex is engulfed in a small pack of pow wow | |
I weigh the crowd for having a sound | |
That astounds the pounds, of leading to the track to the ground | |
And surround clowns with more color in they faces | |
In any circus in any town, uptown, downtown | |
Straight up and down, holler at the moon, now | |
Straight bring it to your face, kid | |
Blind ya like the police, sprayin' that mace, kid | |
I get around, get around, get around | |
Uh-huh, a stop drop and rock, and shock ya town | |
Listen to the way that I scream it now | |
[Chorus] | |
[Hook] | |
[Chorus] |
zuo qu : Phillip, Steinen | |
Yo, I' m straight rockin' it | |
Hit the block with it, chessboxing it | |
If I can' t shoot it, I ox it | |
And I' m reppin' for Brooklyn, tools in my rocket | |
Broke right outta my cage, I' m gonna rock it | |
Ooh, that' s how I spit, chill, yo I got this | |
I bust a move, onetwo, shell shocking it | |
Put words together, make you stacking it, tackle it | |
I' m well endowed, and my flows quite accurate | |
I pull rabbits out my hat on some magic ish | |
Presto changeo, I do my thing, yo | |
Three sixty spin into Dr. Strange, yo | |
Wadadadeng, wadadadadadeng yo | |
gaming, and the gamer who spittin flames yo | |
I do this for my people whose minds in them chains yo | |
So everybody that' s really to roll, get ready to eat | |
Because I' m cooking on this track yo | |
Chorus: AfuRa | |
" I said hey hey hey hey" | |
You know I be the god of the rap, the couldn' t hold me back" | |
" Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea" | |
I' m burning that purple, dog, you want some of that? | |
" I said hey hey hey hey" | |
Wanna murder these tracks, the god, know how to act | |
" Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea" | |
I' m bout to rep with skills, hold on, they couldn' t hold me back | |
Hook: AfuRa | |
I gotta be, all I can be | |
No matter what nobody wants from me | |
I gotta be, all I can | |
No matter what nobody wants from me | |
I had a revelation | |
To speak my mind with a good vibration | |
Aiy, don' t matter what you saying | |
I' m hardcore with my rap and I ain' t playing | |
I get around, get around, get around | |
Uhhuh, a force untold with so much soul | |
A twenty four karat heart of gold | |
I get around, get around, I get around | |
Uhhuh, a stop drop and rock, and shock yo town | |
Listen to the way that I scream it now | |
Chorus | |
AfuRa | |
Wanna run up? Put the smackdown, crack down | |
On the track now, matter fact, it' s a fact now | |
Million stops, earthquakes from the beats, move the streets | |
I got the treats and it' s a rap now | |
My sex is engulfed in a small pack of pow wow | |
I weigh the crowd for having a sound | |
That astounds the pounds, of leading to the track to the ground | |
And surround clowns with more color in they faces | |
In any circus in any town, uptown, downtown | |
Straight up and down, holler at the moon, now | |
Straight bring it to your face, kid | |
Blind ya like the police, sprayin' that mace, kid | |
I get around, get around, get around | |
Uhhuh, a stop drop and rock, and shock ya town | |
Listen to the way that I scream it now | |
Chorus | |
Hook | |
Chorus |
zuò qǔ : Phillip, Steinen | |
Yo, I' m straight rockin' it | |
Hit the block with it, chessboxing it | |
If I can' t shoot it, I ox it | |
And I' m reppin' for Brooklyn, tools in my rocket | |
Broke right outta my cage, I' m gonna rock it | |
Ooh, that' s how I spit, chill, yo I got this | |
I bust a move, onetwo, shell shocking it | |
Put words together, make you stacking it, tackle it | |
I' m well endowed, and my flows quite accurate | |
I pull rabbits out my hat on some magic ish | |
Presto changeo, I do my thing, yo | |
Three sixty spin into Dr. Strange, yo | |
Wadadadeng, wadadadadadeng yo | |
gaming, and the gamer who spittin flames yo | |
I do this for my people whose minds in them chains yo | |
So everybody that' s really to roll, get ready to eat | |
Because I' m cooking on this track yo | |
Chorus: AfuRa | |
" I said hey hey hey hey" | |
You know I be the god of the rap, the couldn' t hold me back" | |
" Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea" | |
I' m burning that purple, dog, you want some of that? | |
" I said hey hey hey hey" | |
Wanna murder these tracks, the god, know how to act | |
" Yeah, yeah, yeah, yea" | |
I' m bout to rep with skills, hold on, they couldn' t hold me back | |
Hook: AfuRa | |
I gotta be, all I can be | |
No matter what nobody wants from me | |
I gotta be, all I can | |
No matter what nobody wants from me | |
I had a revelation | |
To speak my mind with a good vibration | |
Aiy, don' t matter what you saying | |
I' m hardcore with my rap and I ain' t playing | |
I get around, get around, get around | |
Uhhuh, a force untold with so much soul | |
A twenty four karat heart of gold | |
I get around, get around, I get around | |
Uhhuh, a stop drop and rock, and shock yo town | |
Listen to the way that I scream it now | |
Chorus | |
AfuRa | |
Wanna run up? Put the smackdown, crack down | |
On the track now, matter fact, it' s a fact now | |
Million stops, earthquakes from the beats, move the streets | |
I got the treats and it' s a rap now | |
My sex is engulfed in a small pack of pow wow | |
I weigh the crowd for having a sound | |
That astounds the pounds, of leading to the track to the ground | |
And surround clowns with more color in they faces | |
In any circus in any town, uptown, downtown | |
Straight up and down, holler at the moon, now | |
Straight bring it to your face, kid | |
Blind ya like the police, sprayin' that mace, kid | |
I get around, get around, get around | |
Uhhuh, a stop drop and rock, and shock ya town | |
Listen to the way that I scream it now | |
Chorus | |
Hook | |
Chorus |