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Fantastic Four

アーティスト:Canibus  アルバム:Miscellaneous 1998 

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(DJ Clue: with echo effect) Fantastic Four: Cam'ron, Pun, Nore, Canibus (Cam'Ron) You never hear that we buckle; beef? We chuckle Scuffle over a game of pinochle Anything up on my money, man, I gotta see double Unless you want trouble Oh, you realer now? I'm the kind to cut a peace of soap, put it on the imbecile Crack the Hen Rock style, give me the foul Girls grope then I smile That's when they fall cause they met my balls Right after I played ball No wash-up, no nothin'. Hear what I say y'all? O.K. y'all. Ask AJ y'all I'll turn the baddest bitch gay y'all Like Stacy, damn, she was eatin' Tracy's ass At this other lady's pad To get it on I had to call up Desert Storm My cut-throats scar y'all, while you hope the Don fall But I'll come inside The Tunnel, nigga, wit Pope John Paul Yo, them niggas on the wall frontin', they ain't no harm y'all My crew'll break each shoulder I'm that nigga they talk about on Street Soldiers Cause my street soldiers are heat holders and weed rollers We keep 2 bones and 2 phones in each Rover We all relaxed and any beef we over-reactin Peace to Lorey Actins, but I get buck wild like Corey Jackson Playin' is called off, cause y'all about to get hauled off Y'all all soft from smokin Nicholi (/nicks), nigga, like Volkof Know what I mean yo? Notice the cream grow I fiend though, I'll come fuck up your whole town like El Nino I'm the hottest nigga you've seen though Jumpin outta Lex Coupe With Jimmy Jones right next to me in the Benz Truck too (Big Pun) Fuck all y'all non-believers, I roll wit God, the squad and T.S. Out wit the BS; we platinum, they even doubted Jesus Niggas is 85%, I'm 400 solid Brainbolic wit knowledge, cock-diesel scholars Holding it down, walking around with gold by the pound Frozen and drowning with diamond boulders all in the crown Talk of the town, soakin you down with the toast 'til you drown Ghost you and pound your corpse with a force that'll open the ground Save the jokes for the clowns, I'm on a serious tip You keep playin and I get furious quick And now I take you for a walk through the ghetto Either spark your metal or get outlined in chalk by the devil I rep the borough that mothered this rap shit I used to clap shit, now I just lay back and mack on some mack shit I used to have to pack a mack in the back of the Ac(ura) Now I relax and stack platinum plaques in my shack It's like that but don't think I won't counter act My niggas is strapped and quick to lay a bitch on his back I'm swift with the mack, quicker than Kung Fu With the reflexes of a cat and the speed of a mongoose (Noreaga) Talk about huh? That's what we talk about thug shit ( 4x's ) Now it's a symphony, without me on it, it ain't a symphony My crew shit on cats without Tiffany N-O-R-E, I just lace the heat I don't complain about the track, give me any beat I get head in the wip on any street I fuck wit Clue, other cats is snakes I've been fucking with Clue


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