Lirik Lagu Phuk U - Canibus
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Phuk..U (4x)OkPhuk..U (4x)
(Verse 1)Yo, yoAyo, nobody can flow wit BisRock a show wit bisOr go toe to toe wit BisNone of yall can co-existWe livin in an Ice Age and its cold as shit100,000 dollar price range, niggas is frozen stiffAll I know is thisMy felt tip hotter than hell get186 thousand miles per sec can melt fleshGive a nigga a tanAerosol cans expand and explode in my handWhile I promote that new Canibus jamNiggas feel it underground wit stalactites hangin from the ceilingI'm out on tour wit 30 city tripsEvery state its like bitches be bulimic for dicksScreamin the chorusHalf unconsciousI hold my cordlessSmoke the most enormous trees in the rain forestWhile the people go insane for usI pierce a cloud and make it rain on usBreak the equipment and tell the engineer that I aint payin for itI freestyle the whole setKickin a hundred bars, nigga fuck who's on nextFuck you!
Chorus 1 - Phuk.. U.. (2x) OkPhuk.. U.. (4x) Ok
(Verse 2)-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 nuttin' for you-Fuck- niggas thats lyin tellin people they discovered you-Ok, Fuck- niggas that're jealous cause you nicer than themDon't give a -fuck- who you offend you gotta fight till the endIf you -fuck- a groupie chicken when you out on tourSmoke a little bit of weed wit her then -fuck- her some moreTell her to bring three friends so you can -fuck- all fourMenage-a-trois, what the -fuck- she expect you a dogAlmighty god blessed you wit a dick and two ballsSo if you like to -fuck- pussy that don't mean that you wrongUnless you -fuck- it raw dogI -fuck- a nappy dug outBust in her mouthKick her the -fuck- outShe'll cuss me out, like...
(Repeat chorus 1)
(Verse 3)Yo, yoYa superstar status don't mean shit to meLyrically sucker emcees still get frequencyTry to dis me nowHow you sound?Yo, whoever signed you must be runnin the circus cuz you a clownYou a rapper wit a drug habit, hidin the truthCamoflaugin ya needle tracks wit some colorful tattoosYou was never equipped for thisNever equipped to spit wit BisI'm swift as shitLet me point out the main differencesYou magnificentI'm mic-nificentYo, i'd even go out on a limb wit itSay you write a little bitThat don't make you a tight lyricistCause you don't practice or stick with itLook at the 60 hour shifts I spend wit thisI never quit, I got a gift for the artA low maintenance costNo physical movin partsIn '98, niggas thought I was GodHow the fuck did that changeI'm still one of the illest niggas in the gameSo look inside yourself and tell me what you seeIf you see a hungry nigga then you lookin at meAnd its aight if you don't trust meCause I don't trust youAs a matter of fact I'll probably bust youMotherfucker, Fuck you
Chorus 2 - Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x)Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok..
(Verse 1)Yo, yoAyo, nobody can flow wit BisRock a show wit bisOr go toe to toe wit BisNone of yall can co-existWe livin in an Ice Age and its cold as shit100,000 dollar price range, niggas is frozen stiffAll I know is thisMy felt tip hotter than hell get186 thousand miles per sec can melt fleshGive a nigga a tanAerosol cans expand and explode in my handWhile I promote that new Canibus jamNiggas feel it underground wit stalactites hangin from the ceilingI'm out on tour wit 30 city tripsEvery state its like bitches be bulimic for dicksScreamin the chorusHalf unconsciousI hold my cordlessSmoke the most enormous trees in the rain forestWhile the people go insane for usI pierce a cloud and make it rain on usBreak the equipment and tell the engineer that I aint payin for itI freestyle the whole setKickin a hundred bars, nigga fuck who's on nextFuck you!
Chorus 1 - Phuk.. U.. (2x) OkPhuk.. U.. (4x) Ok
(Verse 2)-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 nuttin' for you-Fuck- niggas thats lyin tellin people they discovered you-Ok, Fuck- niggas that're jealous cause you nicer than themDon't give a -fuck- who you offend you gotta fight till the endIf you -fuck- a groupie chicken when you out on tourSmoke a little bit of weed wit her then -fuck- her some moreTell her to bring three friends so you can -fuck- all fourMenage-a-trois, what the -fuck- she expect you a dogAlmighty god blessed you wit a dick and two ballsSo if you like to -fuck- pussy that don't mean that you wrongUnless you -fuck- it raw dogI -fuck- a nappy dug outBust in her mouthKick her the -fuck- outShe'll cuss me out, like...
(Repeat chorus 1)
(Verse 3)Yo, yoYa superstar status don't mean shit to meLyrically sucker emcees still get frequencyTry to dis me nowHow you sound?Yo, whoever signed you must be runnin the circus cuz you a clownYou a rapper wit a drug habit, hidin the truthCamoflaugin ya needle tracks wit some colorful tattoosYou was never equipped for thisNever equipped to spit wit BisI'm swift as shitLet me point out the main differencesYou magnificentI'm mic-nificentYo, i'd even go out on a limb wit itSay you write a little bitThat don't make you a tight lyricistCause you don't practice or stick with itLook at the 60 hour shifts I spend wit thisI never quit, I got a gift for the artA low maintenance costNo physical movin partsIn '98, niggas thought I was GodHow the fuck did that changeI'm still one of the illest niggas in the gameSo look inside yourself and tell me what you seeIf you see a hungry nigga then you lookin at meAnd its aight if you don't trust meCause I don't trust youAs a matter of fact I'll probably bust youMotherfucker, Fuck you
Chorus 2 - Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x)Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok..
