[Canibus]
Why I oughtta'...
Take you down to the control room where we conduct torture
You won't talk shit no more son
Post Traumatic Stress Disorder
Drama 'Fistful of Dollars', zero tolerance right turn clot him
The subwoofer sound like two dragons looking for chow
They are still looking even now
Rifle off the rack, sling it around my back
Get the big round furry hat and burlap sack for yall niggaz
Conduct this Undergod business...
Keep your proximity or get knocked into infinity
You still can't fuck with me lyrically
When I was growin' up I learned trust is no such
There are things in this world that you don't wanna' touch
They some sucka' emcee, diva muthafukaz
This is hip-hop music, we don't need no chorus
Keep your proximity or get knocked into infinity
You still can't fuck with us lyrically
Special agent said page him, then ten other suits came in
The Coke bottle started levitatin'
Twelve bars take you to hell god
Head get lopped off in the trailer park
His death would happen the reverse way
On his next birthday he was searchin' for the words to say
Yeah rip off the flesh, come at you like this
On some Samurai shit, had a axe to your neck
We told you keep your proximity or get knocked into infinity
You still can't fuck with us lyrically
Slipped on his toes, got clipped in his hole
Canibus, Keith Murray, how the Undergods roll
Undergod shit
Psychosomatic
How the Undergods roll
Psychosomatic
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