Canibus - Phuk U lyrics

[Canibus - Phuk U lyrics]

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Okay, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Okay

Yo, yo, ayo, nobody can flow with Bis
Rock a show with Bis
Or go toe to toe with Bis
None of y'all can coexist
We livin' in an Ice Age and it's cold as shit
A hundred thousand dollar price range
Niggas is frozen stiff all I know is this
My felt tip hotter than hell get
A hundred eighty-six thousand miles per
Sec can melt flesh give a nigga a tan
Aerosol cans expand and explode in my hand
While I promote that new Canibus jam
Niggas feel it underground with stalactites
Hangin' from the ceiling
I'm out on tour with 30 city trips
Every state it's like bitches
Be bulimic for dicks


Screamin' the chorus half-unconscious
I hold my cordless
Smoke the most enormous trees
In the rain forest
While the people go insane for us
I pierce a cloud and make it rain on us
Break the equipment and tell the engineer
That I ain't payin for it
I freestyle the whole set
Kickin' a hundred bars
Nigga fuck who's on next fuck you!

Fuck you, fuck you
Okay, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Okay

(Fuck) Them extra niggas that's
Always around you
(Fuck) Niggas that talk about you
And try to clown you
(Fuck) Niggas you run into that
Never did nothin' for you
(Fuck) Niggas thats lyin' tellin'
People they discovered you
(Okay, fuck) Niggas that's jealous cause
You nicer than them don't give a
(fuck) who you offend
You gotta fight 'til the end if you
(fuck) a groupie chicken when you out on tour
Smoke a little bit of weed with her then
(fuck) her some more
Tell her to bring three friends so you can
(fuck) all four menage-a-trios, what the
(fuck) she expect you, a dog?
Almighty God blessed you with a
Dick and two balls so if you like to
(fuck) pussy, that don't mean that you wrong
Unless you (fuck) it raw dog
I (fuck) a nappy dugout, bust in her mouth
Kick her the (fuck) out
She'll cuss me out like

Fuck you, fuck you
Okay, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you

Yo, yo
Your superstar status don't mean shit to me
Lyrically, sucker emcees still get fricasseed
Try to diss me now, how you sound?
Yo, whoever signed you must be runnin'
The circus 'cause you a clown
You a rapper with a drug habit
Hidin' the truth
Camouflaging ya needle tracks with
Some colorful tattoos
You was never equipped for this
Never equipped to spit with Bis
I'm swift as shit
Let me point out the main differences
You magnificent, I'm mic-nificent
Yo, I'd even go out on a limb with it
Say you write a little bit
That don't make you a tight lyricist
Cause you don't practice or stick with it
Look at the 60 hour shifts I spend with this
I never quit, I got a gift for the art
A low maintenance cost
No physical movin' parts
In '98, niggas thought I was God
How the fuck did that change?
I'm still one of the illest
Niggas in the game
So look inside yourself and tell
Me what you see if you see a hungry nigga
Then you lookin' at me
And it's aight if you don't trust
Me 'cause I don't trust you
As a matter of fact I'll probably buss you
Motherfucker fuck you!

Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you, fuck you
Okay, fuck you
(for real) , fuck you (nigga)
Fuck you (bitch) , fuck you, okay

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