Afu-ra - Mic Stance Lyrics
[intro: dj premier]Yeah, afu-ra, the body of the life forceYo, you know how I do son (yeah)Yeah, so why dont you (yeah)Get on this mic and represent one time[afu-ra]Some mcs you know they artificialSome get straight chewed like gristles, I blow like missilesLyrics run right through your tissuesAfu-ra reformed serial killer, its so much illerHow my sound rounds could bill-aStraight up bodegas of thought ya come acrossRhymes so dope, one versell make you somersaultIntertwinin, alignin wit the timinEnterprisin, uprisin surprisinPerverted linguistics came to rip shitStrapped for life word to moms carry ten clipsMy ink hits from backyards to basementsLoose lips sink ships, ya drown this quickSuperbly, my words be, like third degreeWord to me, thoughts higher than planes beIts funny to me, how my stun shines the jewelryMy symmetry, follow me, wherever shadows beLyrical elixir, turntables and a mixerBust ya shit like a blister, yeah, one, two, how we do[chorus: dj premier scratches up samples]Afu-raThe body of the life forceRough and toughLyrical warriorThe body of the life forceMicrophone check one two[afu-ra]Mic stance, starts the illustrationAs I dive into creation, wit so much patienceSplit my drink up your nation, but never cleanin it upStainin it up, molecules, my energy melt the cupIm usin fake mcs for target practiceTo usurp your experts, will be my best workIm takin stripes, might snipe ya, cause Im hyperWill incite the shit too loose, Ill make it tighterFlowin on and on like I was nylonSounds gong, check ti, brook-nom to saig-gongMy chord sweeps, from off beat to on beatLyrical symbolism, peep the visionsI make incisions, fabric of ghetto rhythmsYou couldnt hold me, if you wore gloves or mittensLion of judah type style, and youre forgivenI set it straight, my jade pen obliterateYou titillate, chop you up for my shark baitIncinerate your presence, scatter your ashesAnd breeze by on the mic, like ez passes[chorus 2x][afu-ra]Im kinda killin a, willin a, instillin a, billin aYo, yo you talkin mcs, aint nothin similarScatter ya, batter ya, internally ratter yaEven through your dental records, theyd never notice yaA dope style, so pure you couldnt touch itCouldnt nudge it, diesel men, couldnt budge itTerroristic type tactic, get your ass kickedNever rested, jah blessed it, never test itUndrownable, unsoluble, prolificLyrical typhoon crossin the pacificChosen by the mystic, mic ways, I rip itUsurp it, sharp enough that it can hurt itDepth wise, verse wise, ensurin that the surge hitsWords hit, I do work like arthroscopicSurgery, now my rhymes lacked the masonry, kinetic energyThoughts cause the imagery, natural disasterEarthquake type telepathyYeah, one, two, how we do[chorus 2x]
