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Canibus - Uni-4-orm



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   feat.Ras Kass
  
  [Canibus]
  
  I pulverize MC's and blow up mics
  From street corner cyphers to international web sites
  I'll run up on you and set it for no reason
  My flows are like body-blows that cause internal bleeding
  Cause I'm the baddest motherfucker, above average
  With alien deoxyribonucleic acid
  A blood spore, with meatphors of all sorts
  So fly I need a pass port just to walk
  
  [Ruck]
  
  What the deal, baby?
  I'll set it off while my people beat you upside the head
  With lead from my desert eagle
  Fuck how people treat you,
  Ain't got no time for your feelings
  On tracks I'm revealin the facts that be concealed in
  A book, cause most black niggas don't read
  Got me thinking bout my sister and my new-born seed
  See this world is filled with idiots (What are you, and idiot?)
  Illiterate, inconsiderate, motherfuckers that's kickin the illest shit
  
  [Ras Kass]
  
  I'll let two-thirds of this nigga that's water evaporate
  Then I want Jesus Christ to evacuate
  Fuck pullin a nigga's card
  I want the deck and the dealer
  Global monotomy, sodomoy is my commodity
  I see one bitch-ass nigga
  Then my head blow like the Oddities
  You emtpy T.V., I empty MC (Nigga)
  Record industry rule numers one, two, and three
  Jews run it,
  Niggas run around in it,
  Believe me
  
  Break: Rock (), Ras Kass [], Ruck {}, all
  
  (Hip-hop belongs to us soldiers over here)
  [Nah, hip-hop belongs to us niggas right here]
  {You a idiot, hip-hop's your heart over here}
  So throw your motherfuckin hands in the air
  
  [Rock]
  
  Ya'll must think I'm stupid,
  But I know my shit
  Just dollar smoke that makes me wonder like that robot bitch
  Yo, watch this
  Got this locked, try for the key,
  You get popped in the face like you're throwin fries up in hot greese
  Rockness rips straight through toys
  Got rappers jumpin through windshields like they Duke Boys
  I told ya, this east-west is bullfit like a Pablo's
  Philly's wherever I go until I blow trial, yo
  
  [Canibus]
  
  Canibus remains undisputed, but never rooted
  I'm strong enough to throw a bullet faster than a gun can shoot it
  So if you try to battle me face-to-face,
  I'll bring your career to a stop quicker than anti-lock brakes
  Look (look) inside the mind of a animal
  That'll beat you to death with a bar of soap wrapped in a towel
  And while you niggas is babblin,
  My lyrics is travelin
  Like a javelin
  To stab you in the abdomen
  
  Chorus: Rock (), Ras Kass [], Ruck {}, all
  
  (Hip-hop belongs to us soldiers over here)
  [Nah, hip-hop belongs to us niggas right here]
  {You a idiot, hip-hop's your heart over here}
  So throw your motherfuckin hands in the air
  
  (Hip-hop belongs to us soldiers over here)
  [You see, hip-hop belongs to us niggas right here]
  {You stupid, hip-hop's your heart over here}
  So throw your motherfuckin hands in the air
  
  [Ruck]
  
  Who want beef from vegetarian?
  When we thump, your knees bump like a Kerrigan
  The veteran, better than sick crews
  Take your medicine, I can vic you
  From the crib'll let him in
  Keep your locks on
  Son, I think the plot's on (With who?)
  With the baby girl, yo, the bitch said her pop's gone (For real?)
  Proceed to creep, du
  There's no need to sleep, du, I'm nocturnal
  Don't care about my where abouts, nigga, it don't concern you
  
  [Ras Kass]
  
  I got nigga's heads dividin faster than nerds at a calculus convention
  See I school niggas, then I after-school niggas like detention
  It's a chinch to bag bitches now
  But I remember they was dissin when I was broke, I was good for nothing
  But now I'm good for nuttin down them bitche's throats (Uh-huh)
  Like Rock say (You'll get the bobway...)
  So just say when
  You got anything to get off your chest besides yo chin
  This nigga spit like I was teething
  Fuckin up more human beings than Europeans
  
  [Rock]
  
  Dutch boy, guard yo leg like I'm Barkley
  Don't start me,
  I'll pull Sparsky,
  He'll rip apart three of you in a heart beat
  In the dark we see like owls, bats, vampires
  In a large tree
  Ready to snipe that ass at warp speed
  Launch torpedos
  MC's know what they weak flows
  We float and bounce on tracks like a goddamn speed boat
  So slow yo ass down, no doubt
  Don't be hasty, face me
  Or you'll be jettin diesel,
  Bench-pressin daisys
  
  Chorus (X2)
  




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