[Canibus - Chorus]

Yo...Yo...You can lick shots in the club, I don't give a fuck who you hit!
(It's Logic!  As long as it's nobody that's in my clique!)
Yo!  You can catch a nigga at the stoplight, and snatch him out the whip!
(It's Logic!  As long as it's nobody that's in my clique!)
Check it!  If a bitch got AIDS I don't care who she sleeps with!
(It's Logic!  As long as it's nobody that's in my clique!)
Yo!  You can even admit, you know w
Free Kitten lyrics


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                          Dover 
                        
ho the gay rapper is!
(It's Logic!  As long as it's nobody that's in my clique!)

[Canibus - One Verse]

I'm the greatest scientifically inclined mind since Einstein
I write blue ribbon rhymes for Nobel Prize time
Tryin' to shine with the shit I invent
I know I ain't perfect, but I'm 99.9 percent
Which means I represent
and get deep in thoughts with philosophies 
like a rolling stone gathers no moss 
At any and all costs, M.C.'s get flipped, ripped, split
and tossed with ly
Girl lyrics

I am not to blame (I was just a little girl).
I am still ashamed in a way.
But you never said you were just a little girl;
you can always call my name.
 All for love...so you said.
Out of love... so I fell.
rical brute force, of course
Y'all niggas is microsoft like DOS
Fuckin' wit' me you'll catch a free round trip to the morgue
'Cause I ain't scared of none of y'all
Word to Allah
We can go to war, with four-four's, or squashbuckle with swords
Toxicated off the La-La
On some Rah-Rah
I'll blow your stereo the fuck up if it ain't a Hi Fi 
Lyrical scholar 
In the physical form of Allah
Niggas'll tell you that I'm nice with the Blah-Blah-Blah!!!
With the knowledge of my forefathe
A Cross And A Girl Named Blessed lyrics




She wears her butterfly on her wrist 
But she might as well cut it's head off 
She's holding different weapons to kill the ghost inside 
Or at least kill the thought she has of killing her mind she says 
I love you 
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You niggas can't battle me because I'll quadruple my brain capacity
The intellectual ath-e-lete accurately rapping so rapidly
Yet he makes perfect sense mathematically
I happily accept any rapper's offer to challenge me
Fifty M.C.'s reduced to forty nine casulaties
I'll be the last man standing
With metaphors a charlie horse couldn't put a cramp in
It's the Canibus gettin' busy with Tony Touch
The fuck that I don't even give a fuck about, don't give a fuck...what?!