Hell
Canibus, Pharoahe Monch
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F-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-follow for now For no formidable fights I've been formed to forget For Pharoahe fucks familiar foes first Before fondling female emcee's fiercely Focus upon the facts that facts can be fabricated to form lies My phonetics alone forces feeble emcees into defense on the fly Feel me, for real-a Let's get the skrilla's out the hands of these gorillas Make the whole world feel us From the crack to the cap peelers To the niggas in the back shooting craps wit the axe-wheelers Relax 'til it's, time for the immaculate miraculous Thirteen, ooowww, the illest! To all my niggas who been shitted on, let's get it on Think I'm gonna let it hang, and sit it on The desk of any redneck record exec I strike 'em wit the right hand send 'em a step And this is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is Hell, incest kids under pressure In the corner clutching they genitals by the dresser A hundred cc's of the uncut cleanest In the vein, twenty-four hours of intravenous To the left, we have right wing extremists On a screen a man exposes his breasts with no penis Martinez, probably Just as raw as Lady Saw and Chaka Demus is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is (Hell) This is, this is, this is, this is This is, this is, this is, this is Yo yo I feel like I'm one of the livest One of hip hop's finest, elite rhymers And I plan to graduate with honors But one day we'll all be a bunch of old-timers wit Alzheimer's Looking at our label's roster wondering how the f*ck they forgot us After we done recorded dozens of albums And made 'em hundreds of thousands of dollars, they still dropped us We giving niggas what the f*ck they want A holocaust, stomping niggas with a Thousand Man March I ain't living in hell, hell's living in me That's why I'm always screaming on you fucking emcees The shit that I quote, float wit the buoyancy of a boat With the potency of a scorpion sting to the throat Overdose that's extremely fatal Doctors in white lab coats scramble for an antidote to save you You can't breathe, your chest feels painful Your skin color's going from dark brown to beige-blue Your whole room's full of angels All in your ear trying to tell you which God you should pray to You pray to Jesus, but He don't want to save you 'Cause you unfaithful, so He gives you to Azazel You're paralyzed on the operating table Praying for Canibus to slice you from head to navel You banned from TV, banned from CD's Banned from DVD's and downloadable MP3s
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Written by: TROY DONALD JAMERSON
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