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afro american - lyrical einstein lyrics

[produced by xavier long & joseph greenhill]

[hook: afro american] (x2)
people want the real, double a will deliver
og in my blunt, kg in my liver
she loves my brain, it doesn’t get much bigger
i’m a lyrical einstein, n-gga

[verse 1: afro american]
about to drop some hot sh-t, satan with a dingleberry
i got the key like hingle mccringleberry
peeling caps back before i walked across the stage
peeling caps back before i got to the age
when i couldn’t even put a cap on my head
am i getting bread? h-ll no
but, am i spitting lead? h-llo?
are you stupid? i came from out the blue, now they’re clueless
when i’m rhyming, degr-sse tyson sounds stupid
rap game: bret michaels, poison on the mic
you’ll feel hungover when i knock your -ss out like mike
if mathers is the greatest rapper in the world, i’m the only em i see
p-ss me the m.i.c and see for yourself
like an atheist in h-ll, that my word is the truth
when i’m in the f-cking booth, not a thing you can do
but sit and disapprove, me and jo the deadly two, we -ss-ssins on the move
you can’t take a leap of faith, you’d miss the d-mn hay
and we don’t need more bodies in the streets
so if you’re colored, be discreet
pigs sizzling with that f-cking heat
so, i’m dodging cop cars like minority
frogger, dog her like pluto, you know
we burning fatties like that fire in a sumo
dojo, mojo, i got more than jojo
so you need to know, you’ll need a little more than sugar and spice
if you want something nice out of a battle with the greatest
cooking up dope, taste it
when i blaze it, think of the bars wasted
by other mc’s like gta, n-gga please

[hook: afro american] (x2)
people want the real, double a will deliver
og in my blunt, kg in my liver
she loves my brain, it doesn’t get much bigger
i’m a lyrical einstein, n-gga

[verse 2: smokey jo]
like the king of gondor
these beats i conquer
lyrical woodsmen i carve these words to my contour
sharp like the broadsword
with the eyes of a feudal lord
and let’s not forget
i run sh-t like a spinal cord
i just struck a chord (acoustic strum)
and that ain’t no lie
i promise i do it way better than those other guys
all i need is a word to see what’s between her thighs
f-ck a verse, she took off her skirt
she’s hypnotized
i think i’ll write about 16 bars
pray to god it lands me about 16 cars
and that’s word to xavier, been my best friend since power rangers and darth vader
you know what i’m sayin
i’m about to go 3rd form super saiyan
kamehameha to all of the f-ckin haters
the fakers, bad barbors tryin to fade us
james franco said they only wanna hate cuz they ain’t us
you p-ssy -ss b-tches need a kick to your -n-s
put a boot in your -ss, and send you straight to ur-n-s
ignoramous
you don’t wanna f-ck with me
i float high like the b-tterfly
sting like the k!ller bee
a prodigy, i’m probably the best you’ve ever f-ckin seen
take a look at my last name
you’ll see the capitol g
like a skeleton key
i keep it on lock
rock khaki pants, a pair a vans, and tyler’s donut socks
you know it’s me when you see
the curly locks on top
to the f-gs that don’t like it
do your job, and suck a c-ck
strikin like a fighting c-ck
c-ckadoodledoo
i’m schoolin you
got a zip of sticky icky like i’m schoolboy q
you know i keep my third eye open too
grat-tude to my dude soul brotha numba 2
lyrical einstein’s in the booth
shedin light on these tunes
speakin truths
giving the people a little somethin they are not attuned

[hook: afro american] (x6)
people want the real, double a will deliver
og in my blunt, kg in my liver
she loves my brain, it doesn’t get much bigger
i’m a lyrical einstein, n-gga

- afro american lyrics

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