Lyrics
Call To Action
do it something nasty, time that I break off, rhyme bout to take off, lyrics gotta cash in
I do it for the money, I do it for the soul, this is Johnny Afro, a call for action
I told somebody about the party over here, put your hands in the air, if you really don’t care
I mash on the jam, aim to scramble the channels, too hot to handle, rhymes so flammable
go like this, get the jist of the notion, 123, make a fresh water ocean
what’s the commotion, I rub her down the lotion, john get it open, while them lame dudes hopin
I’m dope than a mug, when I use the oprah plug in, people think I’m thuggin, you better stop buggin
not only am I rugged, I run off at the plug, so take your rubbish rhymes, and hit the welfare line
Afro gotta shine, I aint him with the dim light, my shot hit the rim right, that’s why I hit the skin tight
wipe all brows, afro plow through resistance, people think I’m pimpin, but I’m here to make a difference
I’m dope automatic, gettin right back at it, the way a brother pack jam, dance with the champian
skills that I flex, leave me next to none, baby strike a pose, with the chosen one
used to dream of one day, no people hungry, thought about it actual, then i got my tassels,
wake up to work, think about the purchase, think about the purpose, bring forth the virtue
there stood the prize in another man’s hand, that’s why they bicker, shortage on tickets
game to the quickest, the moment might flicker, it aint like you slept, they was already prepped
the gate got code, but you aint’ in the know, the flow get started, you done came to far
flex almighty, the style, go exciting, stupid ass bass, won’t you say I penetrate
hip to the hoppy, what you hear see copy, afro gettin hits, even if he ain’t popular
freak mode beats, let me see you move your feet, i’m always getting triggered, by the hour glass figures
I hoop and get buckets, my shot’s not lucky, everything I approach, send me home with the trophy
jubby got the most, I’m supposed to boast, keep it all real, till yall close in on the deal
count like dracula, you know me spectacular, boss ass john, gettin up, at the crack of dawn
plan and promote, you can say I push dope, no choke clutch, it’s the one you trust
connect cuts under pressure, while the smoothness bless ya, I got the keys, to the flying trapese
I got to ease on down, with the sound so funky,and I ain’t gotta tell, nobody, how to bump it
