Rhyme & Reason movie

Rhyme & Reason movie - Uni-4-Orm lyrics

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Song by Ras Kass, Heltah Skeltah, Canibus<br /><br>

[Canibus]<br>

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I pulverize MC's and blow up mics<br>

From street corner cyphers to international web sites<br>

I'll run up on you and set it for no reason<br>

My flows are like body-blows that cause internal bleeding<br>

Cause I'm the baddest motherfucker, above average<br>

With alien deoxyribonucleic acid<br>

A blood spore, with meatphors of all sorts<br>

So fly I need a pass port just to walk<br>

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[Ruck]<br>

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What the deal, baby?<br>

I'll set it off while my people beat you upside the head<br>

With lead from my desert eagle<br>

Fuck how people treat you,<br>

Ain't got no time for your feelings<br>

On tracks I'm revealin the facts that be concealed in<br>

A book, cause most black niggas don't read<br>

Got me thinking bout my sister and my new-born seed<br>

See this world is filled with idiots (What are you, and idiot?)<br>

Illiterate, inconsiderate, motherfuckers that's kickin the illest shit<br>

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[Ras Kass]<br>

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I'll let two-thirds of this nigga that's water evaporate<br>

Then I want Jesus Christ to evacuate<br>

Fuck pullin a nigga's card<br>

I want the deck and the dealer<br>

Global monotomy, sodomoy is my commodity<br>

I see one bitch-ass nigga<br>

Then my head blow like the Oddities<br>

You emtpy T.V., I empty MC (Nigga)<br>

Record industry rule numers one, two, and three<br>

Jews run it,<br>

Niggas run around in it,<br>

Believe me<br>

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[Break: Rock (), Ras Kass <>, Ruck {}, all]<br>

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(Hip-hop belongs to us soldiers over here)<br>

<Nah, hip-hop belongs to us niggas right here><br>

{You a idiot, hip-hop's your heart over here}<br>

So throw your motherfuckin hands in the air<br>

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[Rock]<br>

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Ya'll must think I'm stupid,<br>

But I know my shit<br>

Just dollar smoke that makes me wonder like that robot bitch<br>

Yo, watch this<br>

Got this locked, try for the key,<br>

You get popped in the face like you're throwin fries up in hot greese<br>

Rockness rips straight through toys<br>

Got rappers jumpin through windshields like they Duke Boys<br>

I told ya, this east-west is bullfit like a Pablo's<br>

Philly's wherever I go until I blow trial, yo<br>

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[Canibus]<br>

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Canibus remains undisputed, but never rooted<br>

I'm strong enough to throw a bullet faster than a gun can shoot it<br>

So if you try to battle me face-to-face,<br>

I'll bring your career to a stop quicker than anti-lock brakes<br>

Look (look) inside the mind of a animal<br>

That'll beat you to death with a bar of soap wrapped in a towel<br>

And while you niggas is babblin,<br>

My lyrics is travelin<br>

Like a javelin<br>

To stab you in the abdomen<br>

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[Chorus: Rock (), Ras Kass <>, Ruck {}, all]<br>

<br>

(Hip-hop belongs to us soldiers over here)<br>

<Nah, hip-hop belongs to us niggas right here><br>

{You a idiot, hip-hop's your heart over here}<br>

So throw your motherfuckin hands in the air<br>

<br>

(Hip-hop belongs to us soldiers over here)<br>

<You see, hip-hop belongs to us niggas right here><br>

{You stupid, hip-hop's your heart over here}<br>

So throw your motherfuckin hands in the air<br>

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[Ruck]<br>

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Who want beef from vegetarian?<br>

When we thump, your knees bump like a Kerrigan<br>

The veteran, better than sick crews<br>

Take your medicine, I can vic you<br>

From the crib'll let him in<br>

Keep your locks on<br>

Son, I think the plot's on (With who?)<br>

With the baby girl, yo, the bitch said her pop's gone (For real?)<br>

Proceed to creep, du<br>

There's no need to sleep, du, I'm nocturnal<br>

Don't care about my where abouts, nigga, it don't concern you<br>

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[Ras Kass]<br>

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I got nigga's heads dividin faster than nerds at a calculus convention<br>

See I school niggas, then I after-school niggas like detention<br>

It's a chinch to bag bitches now<br>

But I remember they was dissin when I was broke, I was good for nothing<br>

But now I'm good for nuttin down them bitche's throats (Uh-huh)<br>

Like Rock say (You'll get the bobway...)<br>

So just say when<br>

You got anything to get off your chest besides yo chin<br>

This nigga spit like I was teething<br>

Fuckin up more human beings than Europeans<br>

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[Rock]<br>

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Dutch boy, guard yo leg like I'm Barkley<br>

Don't start me,<br>

I'll pull Sparsky,<br>

He'll rip apart three of you in a heart beat<br>

In the dark we see like owls, bats, vampires<br>

In a large tree<br>

Ready to snipe that ass at warp speed<br>

Launch torpedos<br>

MC's know what they weak flows<br>

We float and bounce on tracks like a goddamn speed boat<br>

So slow yo ass down, no doubt<br>

Don't be hasty, face me<br>

Or you'll be jettin diesel,<br>

Bench-pressin daisys<br>

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[Chorus (X2)]<br>

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