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| Canibus Miscellaneous Boyz 2 Men [mr. cheeks] Basically, lb fam to the motherfuckin death Park side, queen's niggaz represent Long isle, how we do? they new our style Represent niggaz in and out the p now Yo, i could do this mother shit for a while I don't give a fuck, my rap style be true yo Yo, eh yo, yo, yo, how we do this Hey yo well back on my south side, jamaica part of town Where us real niggas love to get down Where you only hear g and p finessin tracks up on the tape We stuck in queens and i'm not tryin to escape Yo im havin cess', drinkin, i'm kickin raps and emceein Lb for life, kid my way of bein Its time to, set up shops, wild in this game and got props And fuck cops, we puffin lah wit windows up in drop tops Nothin stops my crew from gettin it we learn from the past Puffin on this ounce of weed, i got this drink in my glass Conversatin with myself, what does my future hold? Niggaz is dyin, will i make it past 30 years old? I can't run, i guess i gots to hold it down till i'm done What the fuck's the deal? i been doin this here from day one Official queen's nigga, be a lost boy till my death Until i breathe my mothafuckin last breath Chorus: mr. cheeks {2x} Eh yo from boyz to men We're strictly fam, no longer friends Lets keep it thorough, i hold it down till its on again Until we meet again, yo i'm back up on the street again I'm tryin to make it, throw out my nine but pack the heat again [a+] Check this out Yo, yo My mind is reachin twice that size than it only did last year Three times its likely to feel clear A+, i transform into a super emcee With super vocals quicker than superman can find a phone booth The whole truth nothin but the whole truth, i roast you Thermonuclear vocals get hotter that in shanobal The double o, just abide nuclear explosions Exposin radiation like a vulcan I'm the only guy that knows why the golden eye Was stolen by five soviet spies They told me to lie, they dont want to hear the god spit Chop my hands off at the armpits but i regenerate limbs Like star fish, comin at you with the hard shit Swallow my beeper and page myself so i can communicate with a dolphin Lyrical arson rush the planet like a million martians committin arson Walkin the tarpits in india with snake charmers that place all the weight Down... [canibus] Yo a+ fuck the nonsense I got the reinforcements To crush any enemies offense with a hundred thousand horsemen And the hardest muthafucka on the market right here I'll complete in a minute what would take you a light year Extra-terrestrial biological entities with infinite energy Battling for world supremecy Who wanna get touched The can-i-bus will crush you With hard jigsaw puzzles and strong jaw muscles Ambushin emcees jumpin out the trees Like vietnamese in fatigues covered with leaves Interrogatin you wack emcees like mib's with dark glasses Askin you to tell me exactly where that alien craft landed By flashing bright light in your eyes with those silver gamas So when you revive you cant recall or understand it Thats how the canibus keeps tabs on the planet I use amnesia to neutralize public panic And take advantage of oppurtinites to do damage I pierce your heart with evil thoughts The only thing faster then tha speed of light is the speed of dark With the jaws of a great white shark i rip you apart My state-of-the art lyrical lasers is razor sharp Splatter the brain matter of my enemies With the same bullet trajectory that murdered john kennedy In the back of his cranial cavity which is actually What happens to any motherfucker for tryin to battle me Chorus {2x} |
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