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[Intro: Afu-Ra]
Yeah, Afu-Ra, yo The Human Orchestra Straight come to a revolution, right here Uh-huh-huh, uh-uh.. [Chorus: Afu-Ra] Who got the sound you like, with the sound that`s right Quick to say what, say what you like That`s right, I`m turning around again Cuz when I stop the flow, yo, you couldn`t breathe [Afu-Ra] Choose any one of my styles, and my foul supportin` off of you I fell ten stories, with the venacular Life Force, flowin` off the Human Orchestra My structure, could puncture, lyrical monster Find that ass layin` in a dumpster Obi-Wan, he couldn`t show me how to master Mindtricks, I show Kasuki, eatin` sushi Spittin` loogies, gettin` groovy, watchin` a movie Spirit choose me, to excersize my exorcist Spine tinglin`, minglin`, phantom linguist Disappear, reappear, I`m smooth as cashmere In light years, and travel through the stratosphere So here I go, here I go, equip with the high pro glow No one knows the sickening flows, for wicked foes I kicks it yo... from MIDI to SMPTE, I run on, look at your bloody nose [Chorus] [Afu-Ra] Gettin` you tipsy, like ten shots of whiskey Rotisserie, three sixty, til you crispy I toss it flow by flow, just like a frisbee I`m gettin` busy, you gettin` dizzy Gillespie, seizure`s like epilepsie Homes, I`m layin` my hat, just like a gipsy I bless me, let`s see, if you can test me By what speed perky, like itty bitty titty commitee Honey, no bra`s in the vecinity And I ain`t tellin` no fibs, like whatever kid You see the look in my eyes, you think I did a bid Me on the track -- is like asexual Reproduction, something from nothing Eyes prayin` off like a falcon, boy, yea Don`t make me have to get the scalp and boy Bring food for the malnorished, ready to publish Cuz half of the top emcees, is spittin` rubbish [Chorus 2X] [Afu-Ra] I`m on a mission kid, like a 85th track head Fiended out in a route, that`s never talked about There I go, there I go, hallucinagetic rhyme control Rock ballads like I was Solid Gold Who on a roll, gang control Surfin` the globe, out of control Ripped her up, until your toes curl I get down and wordy, you heard thee You know it`s scrapped up, dirty, like she don`t use toilet paper Small enough to fit through a key hole And run up on that ass for them rhymes you stole Slit ya wrist, like a tongue twist Say no massa kiss, sackin` for hits and percents The infinite, holdin` your breath, it`s tryin` to come quick Spinnin` verse, dispersin` rapidly Half hazardly, ten shots, where all the bastards be Go get the suburbans and the hurses Whether I`m here or gone, I travel through these verses [Chorus 2X]
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