a-f-r-o - painkillers lyrics
i’m not your ordinary rhymer i’m a high-powered sniper rifle
got you right i’m feeling homicidal got the t-tle
i’m poppin all my rivals i’m calling on high disciples
i’m liable to come with it running a milli miles a minute
i’m ya idol i got my hand on the bible when i’m rhyming its infinite
they committing all the cycles of anger, a ? is manged
a stranger is on the rival when rabble rhyming red rum’ing running it through a microphone
back in effect, black dupe, rabbin it fresh stick to ya skin my tattoos slap on the flesh
rippa’ da beats, i be the matte dude, rappin it to my best
on your knees and you begging and pleading i’m not next
(uh) lock the key i lock the beats and go cray
talk is cheap i walk the streets at ‘fro pace
chop the peace i got your sneaks and gold chains
block the beast and ya’ll won’t speak the ‘fro name
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