[Intro: DJ Premier]
   Yeah, Afu-Ra, the Body of the Life Force
   Yo, you know how I do son (yeah)
   Yeah, so why don't you (yeah)
   Get on this mic and represent one time
  
   [Afu-Ra]
   Some MC's you know they artificial
   Some get straight chewed like gristles, I blow like missiles
   Lyrics run right through your tissues
   Afu-Ra reformed serial killer, it's so much iller
   How my sound rounds could bill-a
   Straight up bodegas of thought ya come across
   Rhymes so dope, one verse'll make you somersault
   Intertwinin, alignin wit the timin
   Enterprisin, uprisin surprisin
   Perverted linguistics came to rip shit
   Strapped for life word to mom's carry ten clips
   My ink hits from backyards to basements
   Loose lips sink ships, ya drown this quick
   Superbly, my words be, like third degree
   Word to me, thoughts higher than planes be
   It's funny to me, how my stun shines the jewelry
   My symmetry, follow me, wherever shadows be
   Lyrical elixir, turntables and a mixer
   Bust ya shit like a blister, yeah, one, two, how we do
  
   [Chorus: DJ Premier scratches up samples]
   "Afu-Ra"
   "The Body of the Life Force"
   "Rough and tough"
   "Lyrical warrior"
   "The Body of the Life Force"
   "Microphone check one two"
  
   [Afu-Ra]
   Mic stance, starts the illustration
   As I dive into creation, wit so much patience
   Split my drink up your nation, but never cleanin it up
   Stainin it up, molecules, my energy melt the cup
   I'm usin fake MC's for target practice
   To usurp your experts, will be my best work
   I'm takin stripes, might snipe ya, cause I'm hyper
   Will incite the shit too loose, I'll make it tighter
   Flowin on and on like I was nylon
   Sounds gong, check ti, Brook-nom to Saig-gong
   My chord sweeps, from off beat to on beat
   Lyrical symbolism, peep the visions
   I make incisions, fabric of ghetto rhythms
   You couldn't hold me, if you wore gloves or mittens
   Lion of Judah type style, and you're forgiven
   I set it straight, my jade pen obliterate
   You titillate, chop you up for my shark bait
   Incinerate your presence, scatter your ashes
   And breeze by on the mic, like EZ passes
  
   [Chorus 2X]
  
   [Afu-Ra]
   I'm kinda killin a, willin a, instillin a, billin a
   Yo, yo you talkin MC's, ain't nothin similar
   Scatter ya, batter ya, internally ratter ya
   Even through your dental records, they'd never notice ya
   A dope style, so pure you couldn't touch it
   Couldn't nudge it, diesel men, couldn't budge it
   Terroristic type tactic, get your ass kicked
   Never rested, jah blessed it, never test it
   Undrownable, unsoluble, prolific
   Lyrical typhoon crossin the Pacific
   Chosen by the mystic, mic ways, I rip it
   Usurp it, sharp enough that it can hurt it
   Depth wise, verse wise, ensurin that the surge hits
   Words hit, I do work like arthroscopic
   Surgery, now my rhymes lacked the masonry, kinetic energy
   Thoughts cause the imagery, natural disaster
   Earthquake type telepathy
   Yeah, one, two, how we do
  
   [Chorus 2X]