| I-I-I, want, to.
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| G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
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| G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
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| Get re-Get re-Get retarded
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| G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
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| I, want, to.
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| G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
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| Yo -- niggaz is phony frontin like they Master of Ceremonies
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| None of you suckers are even remotely close to me To be nice I sacrifice things like no sleep
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| I keep a library of lyrics on microfiche
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| Creating concepts so deep, niggaz quote me They rewind and interpret my rhymes to they homies
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| I did things beyond your flows, eons ago
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| It’s inevitable in ninety-eight I’ma blow
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| Ever since eighty-four, I’ve been in it to win it But see back then we used to battle by spinnin on the ce-ment
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| You can’t even absorb the rhymes I record
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| or resolve the deep laws of the physics involved
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| I travel to the end of the universe and beyond
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| Parsecs, out of range from a cellular StarTec
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| From the galaxy of Andromeda; |
| I puzzle niggaz
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| like crop circles and other unexplained phenomena
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| Chorus: Canibus
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| Aiyyo, nine out of ten of these rap artists is garbage
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| G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
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| You spineless, rhymeless, niggaz is heartless
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| Get re-Get re-Get retarded
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| Aiyyo, I came to see that hip-hop is never tarnished
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| G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
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| So I
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| I, want, to.
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| G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
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| Aiyyo, all I really want is you niggaz to stop bitin
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| All I really want is you niggaz to start writin
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| All I really want is you niggaz to be original
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| and start spittin some lyrical shit that I can listen to You haven’t written the perfect rhyme yet
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| You don’t even know the sequences to the Human Genome Project
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| You haven’t come to terms with your God yet
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| And you refuse to believe in Unidentified Flyin Objects
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| When I bomb shit, I get retarded; |
| probably more than you bargained
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| I’m talkin about rippin mic off your arm shit
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| Hype shit, blow up a mic shit, you might get
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| beat the fuck up in broad daylight with a nighstick
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| To the British, I’m Ghandi
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| To the Japanese I’m an American pilot flyin over Nagasaki
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| To the AIDS patient I’m your last antibody
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| Sittin and waitin for a cure from modern biology
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| Yo I be lookin directly into the human eye to see if you pussy
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| And completely ruin your ability to lie to me
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| I pull a nine on a bully, cock back the cannon
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| God damnit, I don’t think you fully understand it Ask nine out of ten niggaz on the planet
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| who the best is, the question’ll go unanswered
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| til I step up, to the front line with rhymes
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| Revin my engines like they were powered by Lemans
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| Murderin niggaz with lyrics manufactured within
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| my DNA’s double-helix, I leave you in troubled spirits
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| I’m absolutely the purest, breed of MC
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| from the United States of America to Europe I deserve it However you wanna word it, I’m perfect
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| Touch my microphone on accident and get murdered on purpose
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| Motherfucker!
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| I, want, to.
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| G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
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| G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
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| Get re-Get re-Get retarded
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| G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
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| G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded |