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Mic-Nificent

アーティスト:Canibus  アルバム:2000 B.C. (Before Can-I-Bus) 

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(Canibus) Yo, sitting on chrome, sitting on low-pro twenty-inch Firestones Gripping the road, with the wickedest flow ‘Bis is a pro, I zigzag through a sly-loam Accelerating, and decelerating in and out of the cones Poisonous poems travel through Walkman headphones Into your dome, osteoporosis your bones Who's the nicest nigga you know, in the year two-triple oh Spit turn into icicles in mid air and slit your throat Drain your carcass dry, rip out your heart bitch I write rhymes using your blood for my ink-cartridges Paleo-anthropologist polish the bones of rap artists After I dip them in hydrochloric waters Can-I-Bus as the seams bursting, perfect Everyday the Earth spins, I write verses My sole purpose as a verbalist, is to make my words twist And connect them like letters when they in cursive (Canibus) I prey on them, I spray on them First nigga to violate, I regulate without warning I prey on them, I spray on them First nigga to violate, I regulate without warning I prey on them, I spray on them First nigga to violate, I regulate without warning I prey on them, I spray on them First nigga to violate, I regulate without warning (Canibus) Yo, Yo I'm faster than leopards running across the vast deserts at twenty-two yards per second, to catch me the daily delicatessen With thirty-minutes to eat them, forty minutes to digest them And fifty-minutes for it to pass through my intestines So ask yourself a question; Can the Canibus rhyme? Is a fucking porcupine half-swine? No time to make up your mind, you want to run or die? Clip you while you running by and trip you up from behind My rhymes confuse niggas like someone trying to gangbang Wearing a blue shirt, and red pants, throwing up signs with they left-hands Standing out on the corner of


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