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Second Round K.O.

Canibus

U-N-I Vs. All

1998

of times, did right, you know what I mean?
But they can't hurt us man, we gon' do it
Get up in this ring man put on these gloves
Let me show how to handle

I miss the times
Of you and I
Oh how time flies
I still ask why
Was I good enough?
Did I try my best?
Maybe I wasn't tough
Now I'll go to rest
I'm

out
His gut like a Caesarean i’m scared for him
16 in the clip, we lettin’ eight go
You get half
Then your bitch take half: Jeff Bezos
Do the Math
Fuck

getting nervous
When I look in your eyes i rock the beat
How you rocking me front and back? I ain't gon' lie dat thang

Shaking by your back is kinda fat

bout this hustle shit we be them boys
Wasn't serving by the store serving by the crib
My niggas really from the Roe ever since a kid
Saying that they

get blitzed
Bout a pack
Whole different breed from these pussy cats
Man took from me
I was taken back
Flash to the scene
Ain't know how to act
Rather

were supposed to protect you
We bringing it back
We giving it back
By singing the facts
The people react
The start of the track
From front to the back
We

here's Ruckus

Aye hey there nephew uh Uncle Joe told me you've been good this Christmas
That's what I like to hear
That's what I like to hear
Yeah so uh

and denounced by Fascists. Such chilling cruelty, such inhuman actions. These were witnessed and endured in Forlì.

Standing here, in front of the San Mercuriale

whats up
So I did my thug dizzle and had to cheese up
I'm thuggin with a Heink two shots of Henn
Big Sweezy he got the weed so nigga we all in
Whoa

on the ground
Trying to get up
Trying to find a way to get the fuck up
I still wanna try
But I dont see the point
Gonna sit in silence
And roll a fat joint

get a bucket full of ice Lew Gerricks
Mad cuz ya chain only got two carrots

Mad cuz I did this shit better then ya top 10, top 5, homie this is how I

of applause to the band
I mean we have Joe Hendricks McCoy on strings and
Jermaine Coltrane on the key
Fat Finger Freddie on the drums
And of course Anticipate

And these strippers on my zipper screaming Papi
My connect said buy 10 and you get 5 free
But we need your address and your ID
Gotta put that work in nobody

Turned the bitch out
Always getting green
We ain't Neva ima drought
If my pears got me wrong
Ima rap without a doubt
Come to all my shows
I'm fat
Like joe

drive this boat
Beat my bitch, she try to leave, ho, Welcome to Death Row

I'm like Joe, best shorty know, on slime shit, wipe his nose
In the D did my

all these maggots imma show them who the sargeant
Shoutout to my bro, FREE STRAPS
Throwback we was toting three straps
This fat joe will make his body

they wouldn't
If they did then they be dead or spend a lifetime out here running
Man it's nothing
Touch or get touched, play your cards right
Have you

Perry
Enough to fry you
Couch potato
Hold ya horses, you ain't stable
How to reach me, sir ? Up
Maple
I am more than capable
Pockets fat, elephant

scythe to grim
We was born as a sinner
It come with you
The devil's itch a
Scratch you'll never get rid of
Purity and innocence
Is nowhere near the end

imprisoned
Driven by intuition
But with it comes inhibition
To live how you want to when you got eighty in tuition
And you gotta pay that rent
And you be

Movin' on 'em, we out here movin' on 'em
Up the middle, don't know what hit 'em
Give 'em double vision, stiff
Armin' on 'em, yeah
Put on my garment

amazed how the time fly by 
A lot of my niggas didn't make it to see this 
But I'm not gonna cry 
We slammin' doors on the caddy coupe 
After bar

of four bucks
While she gets Warbucks

Hannigan:
The little brat!
It ain't fair this here life
Is drivin' me nuts!
While we get peanuts
She's livin' fat