Lyrics The Art of Abstraight Rap Display - FloFilz, JuJu Rogers

The Art of Abstraight Rap Display

Vibe with me one time
One time
To make a long story short
I was born for this long walk
Dumb when I go 'n talk
(talk) x7
See I don’t really yap a lot I rap a lot
No ghetto boy, but I never had a lot
Attitude that panthers got the baddest cancer when I rock my mic’s like a Glock
that just manned a massacre
The mathematics average bruh scanned and banned them amateurs
They barely backin' up I’m rarely mannin' up for nothin'
Man you frontin'
Not only tell you that it sucks but we barely give a…
Yeah, I’m in my zone now
Every tone is like a stone from my unthrown bow
Start a revolution like Mao
Make a hundred thou' then we out ciao
Literally 'cause victory seems so close
My folks chose liquor and weed they sleep
(sleep) x7
Never get tired of my drive, open eyes
Strive to make the fake take a break and get to steppin' like jive
Furious with the message like five
I wouldn’t like your shit if it was dried and that was ignorant
Flow stay thicker than a cigar’s scent in a tiny room without a window
I dedicate this to my grimy kinfolk, we finally in tho
Raise them bars up bruh that’s the opposite of limbo
Punchlines like Kimbo slice it with the mic device twice man this kid’s dope
like that shit that you sniff and smoke
I decline, swine and wine let that shit go
Word is bond
'cause this world is on some heavy shit
I break it down like the levis did
Inspect the message with the letters like a methodist
I’m tryna be the effin' best that ever kept a pen, mess with him, uh
Mastermind, I’m Einstein on the beat
Master minds while I rhyme on repeat
My lines shine like the skyline at the peak of the nighttime while you sleep on
the light lime
Oops I mean the limelight
Who told you Juju was the dude who couldn’t rhyme tight, huh?
Tell em' to step up or shut the F up
Put some flavor in your ears, some must-heard, nigga catch up