Sucka Free

[Afu-Ra] Rap stack, spectacular, with the venacular Stealth from a killing spree, they call be Blackula Step back, get ya neck fractured by the rapture Get choked out to the beat, by the manufucturer And I ain't here to laugh at ya, I'm just here to mash Like potatoes, flush ya fucking flow down the drain yo Let's get it on, let's get it gully, get it ugly East New York nigga, we get it muddy, feel this I'm hittin' with sound, with the sound of a tre pound That knock niggaz down, then run clowns outta town My malls taller than skyscrapers, you catchin' the vapors You only got a pair of jacks, I got a pair of aces As a matter of fact, I left a pool of bb's on ya girl's face, kid Slap the taste out ya mouth, from the Boogie Down To the southern most tempted down south There's six million ways to kill a pussy, wanna count? [Chorus x2: Afu-Ra] I never fake no moves, I just my thing (Do my thing, now watch me, do my thing, now) [Afu-Ra] When I step up in the studio, rollin' dolo With the bolo, mandingo, stunnin' mojo Que paso? I be the sharpest capolo I ride over the ruggedest tracks, stack a Tahoe Maybe a Bronco, or even a Durango I MC for life, that's right, I do my thing, yo Bang bang, yo, back 'em on the chain gang Yo, I wanna spit it for my people, so I can let 'em know I never ripped it, to show off that I'm nicest My instinct, is insinc, plus it's timeless And the light I shine, dog, is ultraviolet A night catch a sun tan, man, where my rhyme hits My soul glow is unstoppable, unrockable I'm light weight, but I can put you in the hospital Hittin' up the collective, or individuals I'm like an eighth covered in crystal, I'm gonna hit you [Chorus x4] [Afu-Ra] So I'm the shit, huh? Now I'm Down like a Black Hawk Everywhere I go, like I'm walking on the catwalk I wax it, and tax it, I'm doing the kung fu kick Holding my dick, like Michael Jackson Yowser yowser yowser, the more you can bounce to count That everybody feel the power, you know? I step on the stage, my mic like a lightsaber Blast through the Seran Vega, then I jump off the wall As I take it to your face, like Vega Now who wanna contest the champion sound? With the crown from the underground, ready to fuckin' put it down Parallel or perpendicular, you couldn't get with the Lyrical elixir, I be the victor Beyond, and bless the mic so glorious And go 'head and dust off your rust I leave you stiff as a statue, boy, standing in the dust [Chorus to fade]