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CANIBUS lyrics : "Phuk U"

Phuk..U [x4]
Ok
Phuk..U [x4]


[Verse 1]
Yo, yo

Ayo, nobody can flow wit Bis
Rock a show wit bis
Or go toe to toe wit Bis

None of yall can co-exist
We livin in an Ice Age and its cold as %#@!
100,000 dollar price range, ^!$$%s is frozen stiff

All I know is this
My felt tip hotter than hell get
186 thousand miles per sec can melt flesh

Give a ^!$$% a tan
Aerosol cans expand and explode in my hand
While I promote that new Canibus jam

^!$$%s feel it underground wit stalactites hangin from the ceiling
I'm out on tour wit 30 city trips
Every state its like (*##$es be bulimic for dicks

Screamin the chorus
Half unconscious
I hold my cordless

Smoke the most enormous trees in the rain forest
While the people go insane for us
I pierce a cloud and make it rain on us

Break the equipment and tell the engineer that I aint payin for it
I freestyle the whole set
Kickin a hundred bars, ^!$$% $#&@ who's on next

$#&@ you!

[Chorus 1]

Phuk.. U.. [x2] Ok

Phuk.. U.. [x4] Ok


[Verse 2]
$#&@- them extra ^!$$%s that's always around you

$#&@- ^!$$%s that talk about you and try to clown you
$#&@- ^!$$%s you run into that never did nuttin' for you
$#&@- ^!$$%s thats lyin tellin people they discovered you

Ok, $#&@- ^!$$%s that're jealous cause you nicer than them
Don't give a -$#&@- who you offend you gotta fight till the end
If you -$#&@- a groupie chicken when you out on tour

Smoke a little bit of weed wit her then -$#&@- her some more
Tell her to bring three friends so you can -$#&@- all four
Menage-a-trois, what the -$#&@- she expect you a dog

Almighty god blessed you wit a dick and two balls
So if you like to -$#&@- #~!!@ that don't mean that you wrong
Unless you -$#&@- it raw dog

I -$#&@- a nappy dug out
Bust in her mouth
Kick her the -$#&@- out

She'll cuss me out, like...

[Repeat chorus 1]


[Verse 3]
Yo, yo

Ya superstar status don't mean %#@! to me
Lyrically sucker emcees still get frequency
Try to dis me now

How you sound?
Yo, whoever signed you must be runnin the circus cuz you a clown
You a rapper wit a drug habit, hidin the truth

Camoflaugin ya needle tracks wit some colorful tattoos
You was never equipped for this
Never equipped to spit wit Bis

I'm swift as %#@!
Let me point out the main differences
You magnificent

I'm mic-nificent
Yo, i'd even go out on a limb wit it
Say you write a little bit

That don't make you a tight lyricist
Cause you don't practice or stick with it
Look at the 60 hour shifts I spend wit this
I never quit, I got a gift for the art
A low maintenance cost

No physical movin parts
In '98, ^!$$%s thought I was God
How the $#&@ did that change
I'm still one of the illest ^!$$%s in the game
So look inside yourself and tell me what you see

If you see a hungry ^!$$% then you lookin at me
And its aight if you don't trust me
Cause I don't trust you
As a matter of fact I'll probably bust you
Mother$#&@er, $#&@ you


[Chorus 2]
Ok, Phuk.. U.. [x4]
Ok, Phuk.. U.. [x4] Ok..

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