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letra de it's yours - snowgoons

[verse 1: afu-ra]
verse one, verse two
i practice tae kwon do, nut-fu, and voodoo
see me, you ain’t got to feel me, just believe me
riff raffs, i give you the heebie-jeebies
you be a memory just like the bee gees
snap that neck blues, just like you’re stevie
wonder man, you been wonderin’
how i can whirlwind around the earth and bring the thunder in
rain, hail, sleet, and snow
yo, i catch fire like phosphorus
while i stomp these streets, i’m a hip hop colossus
i’ll need no brass knuckles for n-ggas, i’ve got this
won’t you pass me a mic so i can rock this
now just listen to the rhyme and jot this
i came in the game wipin’ up the corner
everybody don’t step up, they be a goner
smoke emcees like dutch masters
hit it faster, give me the mic, i bless you like a pastor
i’m on top of my game, i drive you insane
take the wildest beat and make the sh-t seem tame
nowadays, you either hot or you lame
i be the type of cat that straight hits your brain
the mathematical, el lyrical
i be the type of emcee to burn you up with syllables
[chorus: nas & afu-ra]
like that, you know it’s like that
when i attack there ain’t an army that can strike back
it’s yours!
would you want it? would you want it?
if i had it would you want it? well it’s yours

[verse 2: afu-ra]
i’m the illest spitter ever to get it, ever to fit in
i grabbin’ a mic or i can hit you with a smidgen
what? who i am? check it out, who i be
i bow to the crowd who fiend for my energy
rhymes so accurate, raps i smack you with
i drop down to the earth so i can practice
wordplay, spit it for flying guillotines
multiple blows, multiple foes
poisonous backflips, go ahead and catch a bl–dy nose
no one knows i strike when the wind blows
spit venom, drink gas, breathe fire
no one’s higher, go ahead and burn in the fire
emcees trying to step up and be the sire
i had to let you know i got a son named zia
stick your neck out, your head done roll like a tire
afu-ra take it higher and higher
i’m the type of cat that someday you gonna read about
spit that ill sh-t over the track ’til i bleed from my mouth
dissecting your rap connection
afu-ra, yo, it’s motherf-cking chin checkin’
so if you want to test your god
satan hits you with a style that’ll make you r-t-rded
[chorus: nas & afu-ra]
like that, you know it’s like that
when i attack there ain’t an army that can strike back
it’s yours!
would you want it? would you want it?
if i had it would you want it? well it’s yours

- snowgoons

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