[verse one]: afu-ra

Peep the finisher, blemisher, menace to sinister

It's him with the, been with the, mic's next to kin with the

Lyrical assassinate like toxic waste

Rocks is base, matches i burn up in your face

Travel through eons, mentally to spit it viciously

Slapping up these red-eyed devils, speaking fictitiously

They slipping b, snippin the, mic styles they slippery

A golden aura, it backs the voice you can't ignore the

Monumental essence, which crowds wish to adore the

Shimmering stone, lace like stylish, luscious, tiffany

Sages when they meditate, prism filling my imagery

Subliminally, thoughts i set it, synchronisticaly

The intricacy, complex levels my entity

No stopping me, i'm rocking the, hip-hop philosophy

Drummer drum it, preserve myself to keep me omni-potent

9 9 styles i keep it flowing



[chorus]: (dj premier *cutting & scratching*)

"randomly flip on bystanders"