[afu-ra]
You wanna roll with the alphanumerical
Lyrical, serial syllable killa wit the realness
Feel this, mix tape shots, I peal this
Ayatollah, strike like casanova
Give me a beat, and my styles, I run it over
Corner ya brain, like a game of chess, nah
How a million mcs gon be the best
You couldnt go against the squad, if your rhymes was hard
What made you think that you can challenge the stars?
Dont go against the grain, insane, ready to aim
No stoppin a, rockin a, hip hop philosopher
Mcs and djs, your urban opera
I said it, intelligently, aint nuthin next to me
Certainly, you couldnt even deal wit my weaponry
I interject like the internet, wet ya sets
Ya aint even heard nuttin yet