[Intro: A-F-R-O]
Aw shit, one two - yo
Yo back up, nigga, back up - yo

[Verse 1: A-F-R-O]
The one in particular bringing the funk in the flavor the way that I rhyme
And I run a perimeter, speaking it funny, I'm beatin' 'em dumb, and I'm takin' their life
And I be the one to beat 'em in a game of Scrabble, wonder why they thinking that I'm ever so nice
And I be the one to never get caught up in a scandal, 'cause you know the FRO just so precise
And what I be doing impossible, I'ma abolish like all of 'em when the button is pressed
I give it the throttle, and all of you will not see tomorrow when it's sudden death
I be the one to give it all I got, I run it up into a speed to anybody tryna copy, gettin' smacked
And then I'm ready for the battle, any moment, any minute
I'ma turn into a killer any second, I'ma snap
And I'ma get into a mood, and everybody better stay away or move
'Cause anybody getting caught up in the show
And then I hit 'em with a strike, and then they bleeding on the floor
And then they gotta be aware that they was fuckin' with the FRO
And any minute I'm ready, spittin' the heavy and I'm deadly
I'm jetting, and I'ma make it on a setting of fast flow
Sending a lyrical melody, giving it a felony
Fuck is you telling me? You better take your rap notes!
I'm gonna give it some breath from all of my rhyming and codes
I'm gonna give it some rest, but I deliver my best, time to let it be told
When I be spitting my best, I'm in an intricate zone
When I belittle your set, putting your riddle to rest
You're not defying my flow
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