Phuk..U Ok
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Phuk..U (Verse 1)
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Yo, yo
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Ayo, nobody can flow wit Bis
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Rock a show wit bis
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Or go toe to toe wit Bis
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None of yall can co-exist
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We livin in an Ice Age and its cold as shit
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100,000 dollar price range, niggas is frozen stiff
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All I know is this
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My felt tip hotter than hell get
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186 thousand miles per sec can melt flesh
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Give a nigga a tan
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Aerosol cans expand and explode in my hand
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While I promote that new Canibus jam
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Niggas feel it underground wit stalactites hangin from the ceiling
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I'm out on tour wit 30 city trips
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Every state its like bitches be bulimic for dicks
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Screamin the Half unconscious
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I hold my cordless
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Smoke the most enormous trees in the rain forest
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While the people go insane for us
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I pierce a cloud and make it rain on us
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Break the equipment and tell the engineer that I aint payin for it
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I freestyle the whole set
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Kickin a hundred bars, nigga fuck who's on next
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Fuck you! 1 - Phuk.. U..
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Ok
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Phuk.. U..
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Ok
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(Verse 2)
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-Fuck- them extra niggas that's always around you
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-Fuck- niggas that talk about you and try to clown you
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-Fuck- niggas you run into that never did nuttin' for you
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-Fuck- niggas thats lyin tellin people they discovered you
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-Ok, Fuck- niggas that're jealous cause you nicer than them
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Don't give a -fuck- who you offend you gotta fight till the end
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If you -fuck- a groupie chicken when you out on tour
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Smoke a little bit of weed wit her then -fuck- her some more
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Tell her to bring three friends so you can -fuck- all four
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Menage-a-trois, what the -fuck- she expect you a dog
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Almighty god blessed you wit a dick and two balls
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So if you like to -fuck- pussy that don't mean that you wrong
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Unless you -fuck- it raw dog
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I -fuck- a nappy dug out
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Bust in her mouth
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Kick her the -fuck- out
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She'll cuss me out, like...
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(Verse 3)
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Yo, yo
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Ya superstar status don't mean shit to me
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Lyrically sucker emcees still get frequency
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Try to dis me now
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How you sound?
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Yo, whoever signed you must be runnin the circus cuz you a clown
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You a rapper wit a drug habit, hidin the truth
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Camoflaugin ya needle tracks wit some colorful tattoos
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You was never equipped for this
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Never equipped to spit wit Bis
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I'm swift as shit
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Let me point out the main differences
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You magnificent
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I'm mic-nificent
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Yo, i'd even go out on a limb wit it
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Say you write a little bit
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That don't make you a tight lyricist
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Cause you don't practice or stick with it
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Look at the 60 hour shifts I spend wit this
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I never quit, I got a gift for the art
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A low maintenance cost
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No physical movin parts
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In '98, niggas thought I was God
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How the fuck did that change
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I'm still one of the illest niggas in the game
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So look inside yourself and tell me what you see
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If you see a hungry nigga then you lookin at me
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And its aight if you don't trust me
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Cause I don't trust you
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As a matter of fact I'll probably bust you
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Motherfucker, Fuck you 2 - Ok, Phuk.. U.. Ok, Phuk.. U..
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Ok..
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Phuk U (Album Version)
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| Canibus |
