Video Acapella Freestyle 1 de A 1 Rokker 2025 Lyrics | Lyrics

A 1 Rokker - Acapella Freestyle 1 Lyrics

Niggas think they can body me like Cain did Abel
This abel' s got a hoe in his hands, he a rebel
He just might air you out, you level?!
I've been zero grazing this game
It's time to milk it and gain, zeros
It's time to reap what i sow, silos upon silos
It's time for war r.i.p yo lil shows
It's time to shovel down the dirt on yo caskets
I don't care if there a ring around me like a basket
I am still going swish!!!
Through you all
Like a hundred metres runner in an empty hall
And when i inevitably finally fall
I am coming back to haunt ya on the day you was born
Knock down yo parent's doors while they at it, then go through the walls
Even as a ghost am retarded
Down in the coast am regarded
As the coldest, sun bathing and all
Stop missing 'em, they don't know y'all
Ma shit's getting embraced, you busy glazing hearts
When i was grazing herds, i'd fight off a hyena with ma spear
And smear its blood from ma nose's bridge to my ear
Beat up all my peers
Then max under a shade eating a pear
I was weird and queer and after all this year's
I guess this is who we are
Let it rain bitches on ma plantation of money trees
Two pleasures for which any nigga could break a back like a honey bee
Now allow me to grab yo microphone
And reduce ya to a micro foe