MOHD. RAFI

MOHD. RAFI - Raahi Manva Dukh Ki Chinta

Well it's my time, chill out the rhyme as the whack unroll

But I get nice, use the mic when I'm braggin bold

I'm W mega, to the L to the S-O

Kickin MC's in the face like Jim Kelly

While Keith use the cold cuts in DJ's from the deli

In a sandwich, cooked up, baked up and wrapped up

Aluminum foil, MC's I gotta boil

Bake, burn heat 'em, eat 'em, chop 'em beat 'em

Down to the sound as it blows in your brain though

I look at MC's, walk away and my brain blow

A UFO object unidentified

I'm takin your skull on a journey to another ride

The aplha omega, but the X is live and

But they can't see the swift style that I've been

Effect on their stereo, with mega material

Cap'n Crunch DJ, I mix 'em up like cereal

Back in the format, and radio fess

Rhythm X, back to flex, stamp X and break necks

And eat up the Wheat Chex

You know who I am?

Yo X this is Superior M

The mad dog, Tim, TR

Yo step to 'em again on that 74 degree angle

I be the Rhythm X flower, stutter steppin to 'em

Breakin the law the chain style connects

One rhyme, maybe if one more time or two

Rappers are whack for you and so will I laugh at you

Ha ha ha ha ha, giggle giggle

Hmmmmm, excuse me while I cough

AHUH~! Then I break on MC's

One at a time they'll send me 84 rappers

Watch 'em go back and turn to 84 crappers

Feet tappers, bitin fist snappers

I stamp X above, the letter K

But you can't see the alphabet in a better way

The style arranger, super and flexible

Connect a sector, with lyrics and metaphor

Stackin a beat like a truck full of Wonder Bread

Listen up close you'll hear the rhyme that thunder said

I be the X, X for execution

X'n 'em out with heavy rhyme confusion

Pickin up styles to bake bombs I drop doe

For whack MC's your toy albums'll plop doe

But you got a nerve, comin bustin some other rhyme

Young MC style, or maybe your brother rhymes

Who wrote that shit for you?

That ain't you, but see the X wanna know

I get mad cause you lyrically can't flow

You're like a toy, He-Man or G.I. Joe

Wait a minute and stop it, hold it, chill

Yo... you wanna get I'll?

Hey you with the glasses, hey you with the Kangol

Hey you with the big head, hey you with the suit on

Hey you with the panties, c'mere fish face

When I'm on stage, play me like 3rd Bass

You know who I am?

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