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Real shit - Canibus - Teksty Piosenek

    Real shit


    Yeah
    It's the paragraph ambassador
    The wild style fashioner
    It's the god Rakim, the master
    Feel this

    (1st verse)
    This is that lost ass track off-the-rack kind of a track
    You forced to rap, remember that? It's that
    You know where I'm at, there go the gat
    Pass me a bat, the kill-or-be-killed kind of attack
    Steamin' ___, speedin' navigatin' the map
    Negotiating with a chick, she got her head on your lap, ya hand on your gat
    Premeditated plan of attack, with two of your most deadliest mens in the back
    Comb the block, stop in the zone that's hot
    Get out like you own the spot, home or not
    It's that no mood to play, move out the my way
    Yo, I been whistlin' this tune from throughout the day
    Hey, yo, this is that ol' y'all niggas don't wanna battle
    Turn it up loud make the whole block rattle
    Boom boom- this one is gettin' blazin' hot
    Boom boom- make you bust another shot from the Glock

    (Chorus)
    From the streets below to everything above
    To the heart that pumps Ra-kim Allah's blood
    I swear I kick a hole in your speaker and pull the plug
    You emcee's is playing tug-a-war with your tongues
    From the streets beneath my feet to the sun
    I'm number one and competition is still none
    And I'm gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin' plugs
    You emcee's is playing tug-a-war with your tongues

    (2nd verse)
    Here we come now
    Turntable spin like a merry-go-round
    Never slow down, depending on how good your stereo sounds
    Set it, up in the hood where we go surround
    Tearin' through towns, turn 'em into burial grounds
    This is the track that made Theodore wanna scratch
    The track that caused the first kid to spin on his back
    And then we saw, kids spray-painting the wall
    While some of y'all was waitin' for war breakin' the law
    It's no antidote it's what you can't provoke
    So just relax with your girls or your mans and smoke
    And take a real hit, soon as it bang you feel quick
    It's real thick, this is that ol' real shit
    This is the description of designs for you to listen to
    Reminiscin' the times and nothin' in particular
    Keep you goin' just like a whole pot of coffee
    Have you and your shorty doin' 80 in a 40

    (Chorus)
    From the streets below to everything above
    To the heart that pumps Ra-kim Allah's blood
    I swear I kick a hole in your speaker and pull the plug
    You emcee's is playing tug-a-war with your tongues
    From the streets beneath my feet to the sun
    I'm number one and competition is still none
    And I'm gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin' plugs

    (3rd verse)
    You know what this is
    Yeah kid, give up your riches
    Vicious, visions is not for motion pictures
    Unstoppable, rollin' witcha sickest clique of niggas
    Or witcha missus, gettin tropical kisses
    Makin' faces, anticipatin' places her tongue hits
    Suck her neck or just peck, better to funk it
    The EP is in effect from dusk to sunset
    She want a rim shot all over her drum set
    Jump the bed rubbin' your head- it's rough sex
    50 ways to keep a love wet
    Down and up the steps with crazy positions left till she upset
    "Damn, baby, you ain't come yet?"
    Hell, no- doomstick big as a elbow
    Gel soft, well blow, give him a minute, he'll grow
    And all you gotta do is play the track again
    I'm ready and revived, baby, back again

    (Chorus)
    From the streets below to everything above
    To the heart that pumps Ra-kim Allah's blood
    I swear I kick a hole in your speaker and pull the plug
    You emcee's is playing tug-a-war with your tongues
    From the streets beneath my feet to the sun
    I'm number one and competition is still none
    And I'm gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin' plugs
    You emcee's is playing tug-a-war with your tongues

    [Canibus]
    Yo!
    Check it, Yo!

    I'm faster than leopards running across the vast desert
    in twenty-two yards per second to catch me to daily delicatessen
    It takes me thirty minutes to eat'em, forty minutes to digest'em,
    and fifty minutes for it to pass through my intestines
    So ask yourself a question?(What question?)
    Can the Canibus rhyme?
    Is a fuckin porcupine half swine?
    No time to make up your mind, you wanna run or die?
    Clip you while you're running by, trip you up from behind
    My rhymes, confuse niggas
    Like somebody try to gang-bang
    Wearin' a blue shirt and red pants, throwin' up signs with there left hand
    Standin' out on the corner of wetlands with a confederate flag for a headband
    God dam eggplants, niggas getting' me vexed man
    Cause I'm surrounded by garbage like Fred Sav
    And I can't seem to get away from it
    I dreamed that I stabbed leviathan through the stomach, and ate from it
    In my past life I slayed hundreds, and in the life before that
    I played trumpets, to warn you that I was comin'
    There's one billion ways to die, and I already tried
    nine-hundred million nine hundred and ninety nine
    When I aim and fire my rhymes, like a hundred cannon balls flying
    Striking you one at a time, in a parallel line
    While the art of emceeing is steady dieing
    Canibus and Rakim Allah is still in there prime!

    (Chorus)
    From the streets below to everything above
    To the heart that pumps Ra-kim Allah's blood
    I swear I kick a hole in your speaker and pull the plug
    You emcee's is playing tug-a-war with your tongues
    From the streets beneath my feet to the sun
    I'm number one and competition is still none
    And I'm gonna keep kicking holes in your speakers and pullin' plugs
    You emcee's is playing tug-a-war with your tongues

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