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Master Thesis

Canibus

Mic Club: The Curriculum

2002

The highest professorship, my English etiquette
Compels me to not say it if I can't spell it bitch
My circularised 3rd Eye, sees all
Atlantis was surrounded by

amped I
Can kill a damn verse
What's on your mind Aes Rock?
Shit, the roaches in the kitchen
That I scream on everyday
But for some reason they don

to hate
But hate to love
That don't make sense
Most of y'all not built for this
I can tell by the look in your eye
Why despise
That's only going lead

brotherhood)
Weather you are in the states
I don't see a Nigerian, I see an African
I don't see a New Yorker, I see an African
So by keeping the African identity

once diggin' this chick now she a stupid ho
I ain't tryna sleep lil' bitch pass me a cup of joe
I'ma drop an album soon and you ain't even know

Bored

draw y'all like playing cards
You don't want to be in that top pick
Y'all die when I say so
Read the album name we demonic
I write my life in that death

a bassline, a kick and a snare
Or I could just bring mine, I really don't care
We'll blow some tasty pine, and up we will tear
The album sales online. It won't

slick beats
They don't even hear the words
Never hit a heart change
Not even a heart string
Pulled by the puppeteer this world calls its father
They

flying yeah

Cup in my hand
Fuck you and ya brand
I got this mic for like half a grand
When I drop my album you gon understand
That boy versatile, man be

only send my messages to friends who never answer
It's tough
Keep my feelings tucked by my waist
And my therapy in styrofoam cups
On the way
Text

the fuck you say you love me if I'm knowing you a hoe
I done seen a nigga drop his own mans for some dope
God is good, I don't know where I would be without

winning (winning)
I don't go by 'Da Rules' like these young fairies, bitch I'm sinning (fuck it)
Popped a Cosmo and a Wanda bitch, cause I'm Yung Timmy

up blowin' dope
My Uncle came home and got straight on them hoes
I go by the Don if you kno' you kno'
See bout certain shit I never can trip
Never

Boom Bap Hip-Hop Rap track I rip that
Cats talk small I don’t dabble in the chit chat
Dimensional dancing, I manipulate the Maya
Intentional

Boom Bap Hip-Hop Rap track I rip that
Cats talk small I don’t dabble in the chit chat
Dimensional dancing, I manipulate the Maya
Intentional

energies, get away from me
Vibrate by yourself in that frequency
They say all that matters is delivery
I guess the government don't believe in that

you're lost
Drop 50 something albums nigga then we can talk
Straight up
A quick reminder this a note to myself
Don't call it quits cause you know it won't

Christmas on me this year
No, my time isn't free this year
Damn, I thought I'd be rich by now
Fuck it tho at least I found my sound
Look
I'm top tier

Lil' Nyo, nigga
Back at it again
Prez before Hoes
The album
The mixtape
Whatever you wanna call it
Really not a rapper
I'm just playin' on these

What's My Name

Lil' Flip

U Gotta Feel Me

2004

album on the shelf?
[They call him Lil' Flip]
who went platinum with one video?
[They call him Lil' Flip]
who smokin dro in every state he go?
[They call

of the 'Bach
Spendin' that shit, don't know how to act
Spinnin' your bitch cause she
Ain't hit me back
Clouds in the room, I'm smokin' on thrax
Yeah, yeah, I'm

they call (No fucks)
Making this album, never had a day off
I’m really aboutta take off
Run with the bag, peeping the brand
Run with the suedes, we don

doors
For some pecos

Canvas Picasso
Whole album fuego
Fill my cup up halfway
With that pink shit that move slow

I stay on the east coast
Life's a game

dice, tossin back cups
Gamble & I shoot dice, never lost once
I’on know how much I gotta say the shit
Tom Brady playin put ya bread up on the Patriots