DJ Clue Freestyle Lyrics & Tabs by Canibus
DJ Clue Freestyle
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I speak in frequencies dogs would have trouble hearin
Canibus is the lyrical version of German engineering
Raw metaphors keep you high fa months
Fly around the earth twice without refueling once
Ain't too many categories I can fit in
When it come to spittin
Cuz I'm overqualified fa tha position
The lazer guided lyrical hybrid
Creatin scripts so sick,
I gotta arm wrestle my pen to write it
Don't get excited
Cuz if I ever catch one of you wanna-be's bitin
We're gonna be fist fightin
So muthafuckaz whatchu want?
I got the shotgun pumped
We're gonna be fist fightin
So muthafuckaz whatchu want?
I got the shotgun pumped
You feel like a frog nigga, then jump
I posess the lyrical ammo to battle
And rip any one of you warm blooded mammals to shables
I make examples of you and eat a mouth fulla ya crew
The typa emcee you can't out-do
I'll battle you on the net
I'll battle you in the flesh
I'll battle you over the phone you can call me collect
I'll battle you for the respect
I'll battle you over a blank check
I'll battle you wit a gun to my neck
I'll battle you standin over the toilet wit my dick out
I'll battle you jugglin a hand grenade wit da pin out
In a stolen car wit da fin numba ripped out
Drinkin a Guiness Stout doin a 360 spinout
I stay richeous like Farrahkan
Puffin on the Marijuan
You understand where I'm comin from?
You numba 1 and I'm negative 2
Basically nigga that means I'm STILL betta
Than you
Basic mathematic and verbal mechanics of rhymin
Behold'
I crush a peice of coal and create a diamond
On the microphone
I'm sicker than those who've Acquired Immune Deficiency
Syndrome
And every word I utter fa hip-hop lovas
Will reflect forever like 2 mirrors facing each other
The baddest "M" other "F" ucker
Let me break the style down so you don't have to wonder
I walk the "B" lock with "G" lock "C" ocked
Trying to get the "D" "R" op on
The "C" ops
Blow spots, capsize both shipwrecked yachts
Headshots hit you at 300 nautical knots
You calling the cops complaining about the hip hop
Getting busy like the "L" OX it don't stop
"Eh-Eh" "Eh-Eh" put away your burners you can't serve us
My whole camp is allergic to being murdered
Metaphors is proof I got more than just a couple screws loose
Latinos call me the Black Hey-sus(Jesus)
So for all who believe the telekinesis of Jesus
I touch a paraplegic and heal him
