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| Canibus Miscellaneous Music Makes Me High [mr. cheeks] One time We bless the track Rush to the back It's the lb fam dogg pound we attack One time for the lp, lb My family come through This who we do Group home, universal bounce one Power moves to be made Rap game is paid Clown niggaz gettin paid It's gettin, jumpin some babes The mind state steady thinkin One dutch burnin I'm already thinkin Here to lay the real I know to kill I feel the envy But those that try to bind me Right behind me wit my members ??? to see right here through the violence strap But keep this hennessey and my main man's rap Caught up in the game black can't explain that But longevity that's what i aim at You wanna come through And test yo fuckin skill Kid i go the shit that pray the rams plus the bills Sent your clown niggaz back and touch a fuckin hill Me and my fam givin competition chills For from the east to the west Lp all of lb now who's the best Break your wins down like a pronoun On the phone touch me and my click tha dogg pound Throw your hands up you wanna fuckin toss I'm that guy land of the lost Listen up, special wit a ??? style Come wit and you'll love bein' high One 4 pound and my brotha freaky tah Music makes me high [canibus] Yo combination of mr. cheeks, canibus & kurupt Is enough to make the reels on casette tapes bust Cause none of you fools is capable My lyrical 'll knock you on the floor like a mechanical bull Rhymes ricochet off the inner walls of my lungs To past the tongue faster then bullets come out of guns Who wants to be the one to get struck first I bury they body on any planet except the earth I rip up, swell your lip up, it's a stick up Make put your hands up on your head like you was doin sit-ups Lost boyz nad dpg causin trouble We out of control like inter-voluntary hustle Kid nobody else smokes more then my team 20 grams of weed and a gallon of visine Yaknahme, i fly the friendly sky's when ever music makes me high Chorus: i'm so high, this music makes me high (x4) [kurupt] Kurupt in your game, what's ya know, where ya at I'm comin through wit a mack, i'm out to get my paper back You can't harm me even if lip was froze Get incinerated from verbal inferno Born created get physical castrated I'm so glad i made in a world where i'm hated Big time gama got the game orcastrated Correct me mashin in jags and benzes Imitatin cause youse an imitater punk Jump wit kurupt and get slumped cause i dump With no question or no hesitation i'm bussin End discussion as my adrenaline's rushin Or ??? your mr. cash for the capital Was actual, ??? fact i use tactical skill Get popped like girls tryin ta jump at the real Chorus [daz dillinger] Can i ride, can i rock my broads Cause ??? rhymes and leathal last rhyme lines Time after time i beat the hell out of a track Most definitely i gets busy when we attack ????, dialogues and formats Be on some ill type streets raps from way back As a child i got wilder styles I used to shine all day and a rocked the crowd I destroy and completely evaporize my opponents Be on it like a hornet kickin dat in your stomach Dogg gone it tell my why they wanna kill daz Cause daz gets the killin and buillin cash rounds So get tell me i'll come around So get down lost boyz and dogg pound I bet ya get see me now tell whatcha gonna do A tough guy can be a dead guy when fuckin wit my crew So fasten your seat belt and see a hornets trip Well me stay hardcore for whatever, whtever Chorus to fade |
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