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F-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-f-follow for nowFor no formidable fights Ive been formed to forgetFor pharoahe fucks familiar foes firstBefo fondlin female mcs fiercelyFocus upon the facts that facts can be fabricated to form liesMy phonetics alone forces feeble mcs into defense on the flyFeel me, for real-aLets get the skrillas out the hands of these gorillasMake the whole world feel usFrom the crack to the cap peelersTo the niggaz in the back shootin craps wit the axe-wheelersRelax till its, time for the immaculate miraculousThirteen, ooowww, the illest!!To all my niggaz who been shitted on, lets get it onThink Im gonna let it hang, and sit it onThe desk of any redneck record execI strike em wit the right hand send em a stepAnd this is (hell!) this is (hell!)This is (hell!)9xThis is hell, incest kids under pressureIn the corner clutchin they genitals by the dresserA hundred ccs of the uncut cleanestIn the vein, twenty-four hours of intravenousTo the left, we have right wing extremistsOn a screen a man exposes his breasts wit no penisLetras de cancionesMartinez, probablyJust as raw as lady saw esocidae this is (hell!)This is (hell!)8xThis is, this is, this is, this isThis is, this is, this is, this is[canibus]Yo yo I feel like Im one of the livestOne of hip hops finest, elite rhymersAnd I plan to graduate wit honorsBut one day well all be a bunch of old-timers wit alzheimersLookin at our labels roster wonderin how the fuck they forgot usAfter we done recorded dozens of albumsAnd made em hundreds of thousands of dollars, they still dropped usWe givin niggaz what the fuck they wantA holocaust, stompin niggaz wit a thousand man marchI aint livin in hell, hells livin in meThats why Im always screamin on you fuckin mcsThe shit that I quote, float wit the buoyancy of a boatWit the potency of a scorpion sting to the throatOverdose thats extremely fatalDoctors in white labcoats scramble for an antidote to save youYou cant breathe, your chest feels painfulYour skin colors goin from dark brown to beige-blueYour whole rooms full of angelsAll in your ear tryin to tell you which God you should pray toYou pray to je-sus, but he dont wanna save youCuz you unfaithful, so he gives you to azazelYoure paralyzed on the operatin tablePrayin for canibus to slice you from head to navelYou banned from tv, banned from cdsBanned from dvds and downloadable mp3s! From Letras Mania