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4,3,2,1 (Original)

アーティスト:Canibus  アルバム:Miscellaneous 1997 

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(Redman) Aiyyo I put it on a nigga, shit it on a nigga Turnin Christian to a certified sinner The bomb I release, time pent up (explodes) While you got set up I was hittin your ex hoe Shit I kept low, petro' your metro Politic, keep the chickenheads gobblin Shit I'm drivin in, come with funk halogen Terrorize your city, from the spliff committee Kick ass till both Timberlands turn shitty Gritty, smack the driver's head in the chin see When I approach rappers be takin notes I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat Absolut, I love to burn to the roots I keep comin til your pour sperm from your boots Vigilante hardcore to the penis Tell you fuck you my attitude is anemic (Method Man) Playin my position, hot Nixon This one, for all the sick ones, confliction Posionous darts sickening, best believe finger itchin with two broke legs, now I'm trippin on MC's cliche, shot that ricochets start trouble bust bubbles, hip to wicked ways Gotta love me, G-O-D no one above me Look good but fuck ugly, tap your jaw from my Punch Buggy sunnin you Got you shittin in your last Huggie, runnin who? Fuckin punk, get a speed bump comin through A single shot make your knees knock, respect Wu (Canibus) Meth, where the Gods at? Redman, where the squad at? L, is that a mic on your arm? Let me borrow that Who's the God of rap, you sayin' is nice I beat a nigga to death, and beat a dead nigga to life When you look at me long enough, I start to read your thoughts If the signal was strong enough, and then I'll call your bluff To see how many rhymes you got I could go on for more Millenias than Mazda's got on a car lot And there's no where to run to, when I confront you Nigga, I call your bluff, like


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