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Afrob - Lyrictricity lyrics
Chorus:
 Aiyo, we the cats to hold cipher sessions in a power plant
 Strike emcees down with the force of ten thousand amps
 So anyone in striking range get they brains toasted
 This ain't rhyming this is lyrictricity in a dangerous voltage
Verse One: Texture
 Aiyo, my closest, similar to power line voltage
 Using shock therapy when I decide to get open
 Touching my mic is like wet hands feeling a light switch
 If I spark for too long I cause an electrical crisis
 In sessions, niggas refuse to give me doubt
 Cause I send shock waves that blaze fuses in their back
 The untouchable, delivery is like that of a thunderbolt
 Cats monitor my moves to forecast under the scope
 Advice in battling, don't seek refuge under trees
 Cuz when I strike niggas leave, with a temp of 400 degrees
 How I warned you, you ain't hear the sirens going off?
 But you decided to play it cool not really knowing the cost, the dominant force
 One of nature biggest threats, my chemical makeup, scientists ain't figured yet
 Destinations tall buildings, igloos, and small children
 Burned down a rain forest, unable to be blamed for it
 My rhymes are flame throwers and your whacks is gasoline
 Cause enough damage to ambulance on half the scene
 The sad part is that you actually have some dreams
 But I'm electrically charged and these cats is ?
Verse Two: 14KT
 Kids, never mix water with electricity, end result an instantly exhaust the surgeons
 Towards damage mentally, with verses lightning submerges
 Through my flow the lyrictricity causing generators and fuses to blow
 When I demonstrate, it uses too much energy and oxygen
 You hyperventilate, so I gotta keep tabs on my mental state
 I innovate rhymes for future purposes
 As long as air, mail, heaven, and earth exist I'm merciless
 Enter perfection, my rhymes divide emcees in 32 sections
 For claiming hard, guarding the one fourth insurrection
 If that's your lethal weapon then come strong or don't come at all
 Model is your downfall; I don't got time to rhyme with clowns y'all
 Originate lyrics to poetry
 Fitting my victims are forced to listen to the sounds
 I might kick into speaker currents to homes
 In the circuit we don't call whack rappers ho's, we call them ohms
 For attempting to resist the selection zone
 I know for a fact emcees can't touch this unless they like to smoke
 But y'all skin tone and boiled bones
 With no pitch, volume, or rate to control your slow mix
 This is electric rhyme aerobics, Vital pick up the voltage
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Verse Three: Vital
 Charged aggression, I spark sessions that hurts ohmsAfrob - Lyrictricity - http://motolyrics.com/afrob/lyrictricity-lyrics.html
 Over beats made by Thomas Edison
 Be careful when my voice is a buzzing narrative
 Or if electrolysis is not your medicine
 Is the everocious gripping closes mics makes em claustrophobic
 Survivor of low voltage with high explosives you about to blow shit
 There's no way
 Even if your distributor was Ted Kaczynski and you was produced by Tim McVeigh
 Don't look so shocked, if you in a blaze
 See, low texture where light is, I kinda like violence
 But don't think I'm soft cuz I don't strike when your mic's lit
 But hit a light switch, I'll throw you in a tub holding electrical devices
 See, I let Don King off easy, so I can travel through when a mic hits
 In a nightclub, I like bud
 Overdover my head, he said I was a bright child
 Now I strike crowds, run through, jump in and out destroying files
 Got your deformed style, so to keep from fucking up
 I semi-conduct connected to wires and suction cups
 Who's bout it, slam dance during a power outage
 I'll black out as soon as your shows are registered overcrowded
 Blasted, touch a rubber, glass, or plastic
 They think I'm ineffective, but I'll become cables
 Animate, around your neck and become your strangling necklace
 Who wants to be this reckless?
Verse Four: One Man Army
 Yo, yo, yo
 Check out this high voltage, I got the ACDC
 To shock emcees and leave them whining like CC
 So BB, on the lookout, I'm live wire
 You can't handle me, gzzz gzzz, I start fires
 Crossing my path, don't make me laugh, it ain't worth it
 Caught a nurses on my verses blowing all your circuits
 Peep the current, cause what I bring to the mic, is like
 Benjamin Franklin with a string and a kite
 Electrocute emcees who battle weak- wait awhile
 My flow is like death row- have a seat
 Every sentenced executed every time I said a verse
 My frequencies tipped your measurements, we're in megahertz
 Even with rubber gloves you still couldn't touch it
 Make sure you're grounded when I'm, bzzz bzzz, buzzing
 Tupac ain't really dead, I took the headphones off my ear
 Put them on his chest and told the room to stand clear
 This is how I operate, you don't know the half
 I'm half-freestyle innovator, half power generator
 Got a short fuse when it comes to whack emcees
 I smack the taste out their mouth, like a nine-volt battery
 I strike with a thunderbolt's accuracy,
 Zig, zag, zig through the crowd hit the tallest kid in the back of me
 Electromagnetic draw the crowd with my polarity
 And lyrical la-zid-zid-zid-zology
 We're the cats, holding the cipher sessions in a power plant
 Strike emcees down with the force of ten thousand amps
 So anyone in striking range get they brains toasted
 Rhyming at a dangerous voltage- lyrictricity











