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Текст песни Canibus - Mic-Nificent

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[Canibus]Yo, sittin on chrome, sittin on low pro 20 inch firestonesGrippin the road with the wickedest flow, `Bis is a proI zigzag throughout sly loamAccelerate and decelerate in and out the cones Poisonous poems travel through walkman headphonesInto your dome Osteoperosis your bones,Who`s the nicest nigga you know in the year two triple-oh Spit turn to icicles in the mid air and slit your throatDrain your carcass dry rip out your heart bitchI write rhymes using your blood for my ink cartridgesPaleoanthropologists, polish the bones of rapper artist after I dip in my hydrochloric watersCanibus, with the seams burstin, perfectEveryday the earth spins I write versesMy soul purpose as a verbalist, is to make my words twist and connect like letters when they`re in cursive Chorus: repeat 4XI`ll pray on them, spray on themFirst nigga to violate I`ll regulate without warning[Canibus]Yo, Yo, I`m faster than leopards running across the vast desert In twenty-two yards per second to catch me to daily delicatessen With thirty minutes to eat`em, forty minutes to digest `em And fifty minutes for it to pass through my intestines So ask yourself a question - can the Canibus rhyme? Is a fuckin porcupine half swine? No time to make up your mind, you wanna run or die?Clip you while you`re running by, trip you up from behind My rhymes, confuse niggas like somebody try to gang-bang wearin a blue shirt and red pants, throwin up signs with their left hand Standin out on the corner of wetlands with a confederate flag for a headband God dam eggplants, niggas gettin me vexed man Cause I`m surrounded by garbage like Fred Sav and I can`t seem to get away from it I dreamed that I stabbed Leviathan through the stomach, and ate from itIn my past life I slayed hundreds, and in the life before that I played trumpets, to warn you that I was cominThere`s one billion ways to die, and I already tried nine-hundred million nine hundred and ninety nine When I aim and fire my rhymes, like a hundred cannon balls flying Striking you one at a time, in a parallel line Why the art of emceein is steady dyinThat nigga Canibus is still in his prime, bust a rhymeChorus: repeat 4XI`ll pray on them, spray on themFirst nigga to violate I`ll regulate without warning[Canibus]Club Dodge, I wrecked thatLimelight, cursed thatEnvy, I murdered thatClub SoHo, never heard of thatWetlands, dried it upCheaters, decided to club, fired uplooking for a chicken to tie upClub New York, I heard it`s hot therebeats be rocking thereToo many niggaz be getting stabbed and shot thereSpeed, I slowed it downThe Tunnel, they hold it downHome of the underground, why they always close it downCentury club, the hot shitHouse of Blues, I rocked itOne twelve ATL, that`s the Dirty South bomb shitSynagogue, yeah I be thereCaribbean City, roll deep thereLyricist Lounge, they be some real emcees therethere there {*fades out*}

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