Talk ov da Town

Lyrics

AFRODEEZEAK (laughs) A-F-R-O What's my muthafuckin' name? A-F-R-O That's my muthafuckin' game Now I'm the talk of the town Gather up to hear the talk of the town Clap it up for the talk of the town Batter up for the talk of the town (The beat!) The one and only big boy be the talk of the town My loved ones go to make noise and bitch niggas frown Death to all sucka emcees who dare to try Even if there's technical difficulty, I still shine Hyper sonic syllabic saliva, FRO bomb-bastic Liable to go blast off, higher than folks in NASA Fire the hose, I'm past peace, fire in the holе to flash heat Wipe out the еntire empire, control the backstreets No boy, the antique, the convoy, the track-meet The FRO be no athlete with the belly I employ Don't you dare and go to try to compare me to chimpanzee The hip-hop hippopotamus, slash hip-hop author No rotten niggas with me, no cotton-pickin' ninnys Soldier marchin' it farther, down the block description fit me Feelin' familiar like speech recognition While I be peculiar with each exhibition (You know the deal So bring it on) A-F-R-O What's my muthafuckin' name? A-F-R-O That's my muthafuckin' game FRO roam like Caine in Kung-Fu The unknown, go to connect the FRO Crane and Sun Tzu The upmost respect, son roast the rest To not come close to death, I compose the hate I must undo Undebatable, maybe I go up to a different town With no fable, I'm able to annihilate and pick up the crown To violate the entire state with a bigger picture found Hide behind the gate, finger to the lip, wouldn't make a sound Continental FRO countin' euros, then I'm back to them U.S. tours Through the next course FRO bomb, USSR, snap in his mind Flow on, duke flex best raw, rappin' his rhyme Go and brawl, who next get dropped after fight Showin' off, to best bless pop it after my prime Move along, 25 and I feel fine Plenty live, flammable mic to maybe kill time Focused when I smoke a stack or stay sober clean All over the track, piano with Black Beethoven genes It be the old era time throwback folk Communities know when I tear the rhyme and roam back home A-F-R-O What's my muthafuckin' name? A-F-R-O That's my muthafuckin' game (The beat! Ah--ah--ahh! Rock the beat!)