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アーティスト：Canibus  アルバム：MicClub Mixtape Master, Vol. 1 

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(Canibus) Yo, the shotee rip, perforate the skin on top of your ribs, Red stuff comes out of squibs like a Hollywood script, Bitch niggas on the floor screaming for mommy and shit, Cardiologists hook up the heart monitors quick, Thermometer temperature dips below seventy-six, That's what you get for telling niggas that you're better than 'Bis, Not possible, if I can't pronounce it, it ain't rhymable, The audible probability probably ain't probable, Supreme rap, G rap underground without a roof, Chopper proof, holding Hip Hop for hostage about to shoot, Helicopters stabilize at low altitudes, I'm talking to the negotiator laying out the rules, In a tight compromising loop, road blocked with troops, Under orders not to shoot but they break your vertebra with boots, Ten O'clock news flash, Bis and G Rap, All points bulletin looking for them niggas in black, Leaned back in an Avocado Eldorado, Passing the bottle, speaking Japanese like, 'No me mah show' She's got a baging body, cold sushi with warm saki, And if I'm rapping sloppy G's got me. (Kool G Rap) Welcome to my world, danger and hazards Gang of bastards, banging they ratchets King and the Jacker, slanging in traffic Claiming they cabbage, obtain half, they aiming for static Get brains from an addict, keep blinging with karats Cops see me in Maddox, then let ya dame have it, flames to the attic The stains on ya fabric, the paint in the graphic Canibus and G Rap, banging a classic And if that beef on the street - hate you enough, Blow out ya brain in your casket Don't you love this drug element? Where slugs crush your melanin dome Chrome that's known to break bones in an elephant Shotgun pellets and, gunsmoke; smell the scent Big bullets, wiggle your guts like gelatin Cut through your skeleton, knockage intelligence Ride, stand, and bite the dust Jake wanna be like a Russian cuffed on that Riker bus We raised in the slums, with haze in our lungs Raising the guns, knowing My day'll come, razors under the tongue Clips in the steel, bricks in the wheels, Chips in the field of fortune Dead men walking with hits on the grills Late night at the spot, posted with goons, dope and balloons Coke and the doom, scheme; I'll leave you open with wounds nigga Witness G Rap put it back in perspective Beat up shit with a dash of the peppers, get blast for ya necklace Leave ya brains on the dash in your Lexus We up in the club, dash for the exit Make ya spread 'em out - show you what this lead about Take it from an old thug, whoever clean cold blood Believe they bled it out (yo) Crave for the war, pop out rages with fours Hit the jackpot, blazing the raw - getting bands in the pores Bitches in draws with dick in their jaws The frame drank sick of Valour, straight bandit spot Open up shop, turn the block to 'Planet Rock' Shit with no chop, slept with the glock with the hammer cocked Serving the fiends, hop in the Suburban and lean Look at that don nigga swerving



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