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{Canibus - Chorus} Yo...Yo...You can lick shots in the club, I don't give a fuck who you hit! (It's Logic! As long as it's nobody that's in my clique!) Yo! You can catch a nigga at the stoplight, and snatch him out the whip! (It's Logic! As long as it's nobody that's in my clique!) Check it! If a bitch got AIDS I don't care who she sleeps with! (It's Logic! As long as it's nobody that's in my clique!) Yo! You can even admit, you know who the gay rapper is! (It's Logic! As long as it's nobody that's in my clique!) {Canibus - One Verse} I'm the greatest scientifically inclined mind since Einstein I write blue ribbon rhymes for Nobel Prize time Tryin' to shine with the shit I invent I know I ain't perfect, but I'm 99.9 percent Which means I represent and get deep in thoughts with philosophies like a rolling stone gathers no moss At any and all costs, M.C.'s get flipped, ripped, split and tossed with lyrical brute force, of course Y'all niggas is microsoft like DOS Fuckin' wit' me you'll catch a free round trip to the morgue 'Cause I ain't scared of none of y'all Word to Allah We can go to war, with four-four's, or squashbuckle with swords Toxicated off the La-La On some Rah-Rah I'll blow your stereo the fuck up if it ain't a Hi Fi Lyrical scholar In the physical form of Allah Niggas'll tell you that I'm nice with the Blah-Blah-Blah!!! With the knowledge of my forefathers You niggas can't battle me because I'll quadruple my brain capacity The intellectual ath-e-lete accurately rapping so rapidly Yet he makes perfect sense mathematically I happily accept any rapper's offer to challenge me Fifty M.C.'s reduced to forty nine casulaties I'll be the last man standing With metaphors a charlie horse couldn't put a cramp in It's the Canibus gettin' busy with Tony Touch The fuck that I don't even give a fuck about, don't give a fuck...what?!
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