phuk u lyrics – canibus

phuk.u (4x)
phuk.u (4x)

(verse 1)
yo, yo
ayo, n*body can flow wit bis
rock a show wit bis
or go toe to toe wit bis
none of yall can co-exist
we livin in an ice age and it’s cold as sh*t
100, 000 dollar price range, n*gg*s is frozen stiff
all i know is this
my felt tip hotter than h*ll get
186 thousand miles per sec can melt flesh
give a n*gg* a tan
aerosol cans expand and explode in my hand
while i promote that new canibus jam
n*gg*s feel it underground wit stalact*tes hangin from the ceiling
i’m out on tour wit 30 city trips
every state it’s like b*tches be bulimic for d*cks
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 aint payin for it
i freestyle the whole set
kickin a hundred bars, n*gg* f*ck who’s on next
f*ck you!

chorus 1 – phuk. u. (2x) ok
phuk. u. (4x) ok

(verse 2)
-f*ck- them extra n*gg*s that’s always around you
-f*ck- n*gg*s that talk about you and try to clown you
-f*ck- n*gg*s you run into that never did nuttin’ for you
-f*ck- n*gg*s that’s lyin tellin people they discovered you
-ok, f*ck- n*gg*s that’re jealous cause you nicer than them
don’t give a -f*ck- who you offend you gotta fight till the end
if you -f*ck- a groupie chicken when you out on tour
smoke a little bit of weed wit her then -f*ck- her some more
tell her to bring three friends so you can -f*ck- all four
menage-a-trois, what the -f*ck- she expect you a dog
almighty god blessed you wit a d*ck and two b*lls
so if you like to -f*ck- p*ssy that don’t mean that you wrong
unless you -f*ck- it raw dog
i -f*ck- a nappy dug out
bust in her mouth
kick her the -f*ck- out
she’ll cuss me out, like…

(repeat chorus 1)

(verse 3)
yo, yo
ya superstar status don’t mean sh*t to me
lyrically sucker emcees still get frequency
try to dis me now
how you sound?
yo, whoever signed you must be runnin the circus ’cause you a clown
you a rapper wit a drug habit, hidin the truth
camoflaugin ya needle tracks wit some colorful tattoos
you was never equipped for this
never equipped to spit wit bis
i’m swift as sh*t
let me point out the main differences
you magnificent
i’m mic-nificent
yo, i’d even go out on a limb wit 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 wit this
i never quit, i got a gift for the art
a low maintenance cost
no physical movin parts
in ’98, n*gg*s thought i was god
how the f*ck did that change
i’m still one of the illest n*gg*s in the game
so look inside yourself and tell me what you see
if you see a hungry n*gg* 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 bust you
motherf*cker, f*ck you

chorus 2 – ok, phuk. u. (4x)
ok, phuk. u. (4x) ok.

/ canibus lyrics