MP3: Afu-Ra feat Masta Killah - Chez Le Mac--
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Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha, ha Now it's about to be talked about
You're gettin' slapped by my grammar Vocals like a hammer with roots from Alabama I'm under cover, make moves like no other In dark alleys, you're gettin' opened from your belly
I rock spots for blocks, I knock you inna Skelly I know you're jelly, because Fame, Billy and I be Mashin' out crews of bad dudes for nothin'
Or 'cuz they frontin', they corny style, I show 'em somethin'
A buck fifty ear to ear smash and fear I'm scrubbin' down, this hip hop shit's infested Too many niggas sexin' the mic, they not protected Don't get infected, like a child that's been molested
The surgeon general rap shit just hit your section It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me It's picture perfect, blaze your mind like it's chronic 'Cause M.O.P. and afu-ra, shits bionic
It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me
Brownsville slugger, put it on, come on, bring it on It's a new way for this hip hop shit, sing a long Who it is, nah bitch the question is, what it is? It's that back yard bangin' shit, that I rocked for the kids
Clack clack, move son I got nothin' to lose son There's a million and one ways to die, choose one Hit or miss, it won't matter to peel yo ass I'm still left with a million ways to kill yo ass
Now afu-ra split 'em in half with the sword You heard it from yours truly, chairman of the board Fizzy Womack, I blow back they whole strap committee We live and direct from New York City
I'm a stretch a nigga, so you better get your weapon Stop yappin' with ya dick in your hand and start steppin' Ghetto warfare, heavy metal warfare This is war here and we gettin' it on all year, biatch
It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me
Let's take a trip down burner bark lane Where the innocent get slain And what you visualize will ruin your brain A lot a blood sweat and tears, pain
Nobody stop a murder, as a dealer does it's muthafuckin' thing Bang bang, just like that, the man'll slit open you And put two under your hat And as you lay flat just another nigga whacked
Before he stepped, he threw three through your chest through your back And your outta here, lights out, game over You said, you wanted to live life as a soldier I told ya, we on shaky grounds, a lot of ups and downs We on force, to run a crash course and blast off rhymes
And of course we have emotions inside, yeah That's just some shit that we been trained to hide You hear, be cautious, nigga walk slow Talk low, this ain't no muthafuckin' talk show, this is
It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me
It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me It's warfare, against any that come up on me Even in your dreams asleep you couldn't do me
Fire!
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