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Horsementality - Canibus - Teksty Piosenek

    Horsementality


    feat. Ras Kass & Kurupt

    [Ras Kass]
    The beginning of the end niggas!

    [Canibus]
    Yeah, we gon' rock this shit forever, the alpha and the omega
    The Canibus'll make your eyes redder
    FUCK ya'll niggas talkin bout cheddar

    [Ras Kass]
    Brought to you by your millennium group The Horsemen

    [Canibus]
    Four swordsmen (From the land of the lost)
    Ras Kass, Killah Priest and Kurupt wit Can-i-bus
    Throw your 4's up or get your vocal cords cut
    MOTHAFUCKER!!!

    [Both] Wavin the four-four!

    [Kurupt]
    I'm headless nigga, but I packs a big piece
    Blastin, they let assassins loose on the street
    Murderous notes I wrote, I lacerate throats
    I toss fire at niggas
    Mothafuck a six, the condos is supposed to be flip bricks
    All thirty-nine of your bitches, pretty-ass bitch nigga
    I'll throw some fucked up kicks on
    Next is a small tank top, the spot, shot it up
    Beat you in your face wit a rope knotted up
    Cuz we don't give a fuck, the Headless Horseman Kurupt
    See I'm off the wall nigga, Horsementality
    A Horseman nigga and that's all I'll be
    See I'm tired of this Barkley shit
    Niggas talkin shit, I wanna see the streets dark again
    Let the heaters spark again
    Police callin all cars off then
    Powerful as a mothafuckin Vulcan
    My specialty is poetically lyrically energetically ultramagnetically
    Dogg Pound pedigree
    Fuck the shiny shit, fuck a bitch, only grimy shit
    Dirty shit, holocaust thirty-thirty shit
    Missle click, assassin Sicilian
    Kill women and kill men, and kidnap children
    For vengance in the name of the Horsemen
    Slice your Achilles tendon, the Headless Horseman
    And we abide by the code of the streets
    The makings of a real MC nigga
    (C...C...C...C) yeah bitch!

    [Canibus]
    So just abide by what you ride by
    Cuz we abide by what we ride by
    Just abide by what you ride by
    Cuz we abide by what we ride by

    [Killah Priest]
    Mothafucker, it's started, four apocalypic prophets
    Appearin outta floatin objects
    Wearin mid-western garments
    Long trenchcoats wit our hands in our pockets
    Slappin all you scary-ass rap artists half retarded
    Swear by our fore fathers
    Anything you speak, think, or show will be disregarded
    Then I drag your frightened ass through the darkness
    Bring you out the other side as a carcus
    I'm heartless, regardless if you claim to be gods or goddess
    To me, ya'll all garbage
    I see all of ya'll as movin targets
    And my lyrics be the atomic rocket
    Cosmic vomic spittin, hittin at ya Vietnam vets
    Wit military arms and bombs strapped to our chest
    Castin meteor storms and comets
    Now who wanna make the next rise comet
    And be the first one left unconcious
    After I squeeze your head like the Charmin
    Fuck around and see a lightning bolt around your throat
    And squeeze till your head smoke from all the electric volts
    Satanically sacrifice your ass like in a colt
    Have your seance inside of a dark synogogue
    We was lyrically sent to ya'll
    Like deminigod to put a end to ya'll
    Spit bites like dogs and get the scent of ya'll
    Horsemen, we be scorchin when we be walkin
    Wit the power to put a graveyard inside a coffin

    [Ras Kass]
    Let's serve it out like the breeze
    Now watch me do one-armed handstands
    And hang these N-U-T's over seven continents and seven seas
    Streets is Lebonese
    Be rockin Bogari wrist watches and sniper marines
    Most of these MC's can't even rap
    Just modeling, go gold and get big-headed like they swallowin colleges
    I spit empty gravesites, rap stars fill em out
    You what? Thirty, forty years old and still wack as fuck
    Me? I'm ain't even in my prime
    When I write my dopest rhyme, western civilization declines
    Catch me hoppin off the A train in a New York state of mind
    But I rep westside, so I keep L.A. time
    That's a three-hour difference
    So when my bitch is a six, she really a nine
    In seven days, she'd still be a dime
    Call me Blaze Skywalker hittin jugular veins
    Crack open your skull wit a paperate and suck out your brains
    Kiddo, I be doin my thug-thizzo for shizzo
    And the wife of a careless man is almost a widow
    So what's happening, from P.I. to '99 Madden
    Since police be jackin blacks, I talk to pigs in Pig Latin
    Uckfe uye ichbe echbe a igginebe and free Keith Murray
    (*Translation: Fuck you bitch ass niggas*)

    [Canibus]
    Yo yo yo yo
    I kick a verse at six-hundred and sixty-six meghertz
    Make lightning flash across the sky everytime I curse
    Six-hundred and sixty-six flashes
    Give out six-hundred and sixty-six lashes
    To the backs of six-hundred and sixty-six Master of Ceremony has-beens
    Put a crown of thorns on whoever the king of rap is
    If he's a *Catholic* I nail him to a crucifix
    Then I beat him till he's blackish-blueish
    Then perform acupuncture wit six-hundred and sixty-six toothpicks
    Beat em wit two whips wit pieces of broken glass glued to it
    Your whole crew gets bayed and nuetered
    As i aim and shoot it, you get sprayed with bullets
    Your armored cars and your kevlar vests is useless
    I'ma fuck all of you pussies like group sex
    You get six-hundred and sixty-six years imprisonment
    For bitin off another niggas' shit you bitch
    You got caught, now you on the other side of the law
    Snitchin on mad niggas in a soundproof court
    To get some of your sentence knocked off, na nigga you wildin
    Cuz you still be in Riker's Island gettin forced to toss salads
    You scared of that, wit a phobia fear of that
    I'ma tape it on a digital video DAT and send a copy to Miramax
    Leave you exposed, turn on the fiction and fact so everybody you know
    You a sucker-ass nigga, father-fuckin ass nigga
    That got fucked in the ass by a father figure
    (Battle who?) I'll bruise and bash you, blast you
    Autograph you wit a bullet wound for a tattoo
    Delivering mind blowin rhymes and poems
    Controllin my tongue when I'm flowin like pilot controlled Boeings
    When I get bitten, I bite back
    Quicker than Tyson attacks, I don't give a FUCK if I don't get my license back
    So, take caution
    The Four Horsemen'll chop your head off wit a sword then
    Gallop northward
    MC's take caution
    The Four Horsemen'll chop your head off wit a sword then
    Gallop northward mothafuckers

    Yeah, so just abide by what your ride by
    Cuz we abide by what we ride by
    Just abide by what your ride by
    Cuz we abide by what we ride by, HA!

    [All]
    Wavin the four-four! All you heard was "Priest, don't hit me no more"
    Wavin the four-four! All you heard was "Bis, don't hit me no more"
    Wavin the four-four! All you heard was "Ras, don't hit me no more"
    Wavin the four-four! Aiyyo Kurupt, hit them niggas wit the hardcore

    [Kurupt]
    Yeah nigga, I'm headless without thoughts
    Wit my mothafuckin arms crossed
    I transform from a Dogg to a Horse
    Took over the whole race course
    Throw the jockey off the saddle, now who the fuck really wanna battle?
    *Fading*
    Got me a pistol, launch it off like a missle
    Let it whistle, they fall fuckin 'round wit the Dogg
    I'm a hog

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