Canibus - R U Lyrically Fit? lyrics

rate me


Get ready for the Luminati tsunami


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Eat meat raw

Street dawgs

Rip these off

And put C's on

Had to ease off

From a show I just peed on

Bought a two-seater that I put 10G's on

Beat her

Cause she took my mother fuckin ring off

She took me to Supreme Court

And the judge got screamed on

They sent me up North

To a prison with a ???

All day long

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Meet King-Kong, Big Don, and Little Shawn

Murda One got big arms

He real strong

Beat his own mom 'cause she stole from the weed farm

Word on the streets


Don't beef with Armstrong

Wrong season

Lou crush anything he breathes on

Pass me the paper and pen

And put beats on

Rip rap songs

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You mess with my horse

You dead as a corpse

Forget it

Rhymes without ending

With infinite lyrics

Fools you do get abused like broads

In a battle for truth with rhymes and metaphors

When my horse appears

Count your prayers

Stab you in the ear

Then pull out the spear

Watch the crowd cheer

Leave the floor wet

With all the blood stains

So the audience knows

The Canibus runs things

I rip down stages

On many occasions

Dozen of broken down mics and melted tape decks

Everywhere I go niggas wanna rob me

Bootleggers be in the front row

Trying to get a clear copy

So take caution

Cause I'm a horseman

And I'll snatch that ass up quick like "turn it off man"

So just acknowledge

The way that I'm gifted

Cause if rap was a felony

I'd be in prison

Hogging up the phone

Cussing at the C.O's

25 to life

With no parole

When battling me

You must be feeling yourself

I rip the jacker so hard

He might kill himself

Like his name was Todd or James

Back in the dark days

It's like a pit bull getting bit by a Shar-Pei

I defend my horse, my men, my friends

My baby's momma

And my offspring

So bring it on then

So I can show you how I devour

Niggas like a rottweiler with acidic saliva

Step ya shit up


The rippa's much iller

Cause when I write rhymes

I use the mind to pick the pen up

Most artists are garbage

No skills

They belong in a landfill

Nobody feels it when the grab the mic (let me hear something else)

And start bragging about their massive ice

I can't eat MC's 'cause I lost my appetite

I'm a beast

You a midget

With wack lyrics

Like doctor evil said (quiet, shut up, zip it)

I rain superior

My metaphors are scarier

Non-ill rappers

You better evacuate

Before I exfoliate your face

With abrasive phrases

To give your face a face-lift

Germane spits insane shit

So stop hating if you cant applaud me

And give rap music the glory


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