Phuk..U (4x)
Ok
Phuk..U (4x)
(Verse 1)
Yo, yo
Ayo, nobody can flow wit Bis
Rock a show wit bis
Or go toe to toe wit Bis
None of yall can co-exist
We livin in an Ice Age and its cold as shit
100,000 dollar price range, niggas is frozen stiff
All I know is this
My felt tip hotter than hell get
186 thousand miles per sec can melt flesh
Give a nigga a tan
Aerosol cans expand and explode in my hand
While I promote that new Canibus jam
Niggas feel it underground wit stalactites hangin from the ceiling
I`m out on tour wit 30 city trips
Every state its like bitches be bulimic for dicks
Screamin the chorus
Half unconscious
I hold my cordless
Smoke the most enormous trees in the rain forest
While the people go insane for us
I pierce a cloud and make it rain on us
Break the equipment and tell the engineer that I aint payin for it
I freestyle the whole set
Kickin a hundred bars, nigga fuck who`s on next
Fuck you!
Chorus 1 - Phuk.. U.. (2x) Ok
Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok
(Verse 2)
-Fuck- them extra niggas that`s always around you
-Fuck- niggas that talk about you and try to clown you
-Fuck- niggas you run into that never did nuttin` for you
-Fuck- niggas thats lyin tellin people they discovered you
-Ok, Fuck- niggas that`re jealous cause you nicer than them
Don`t give a -fuck- who you offend you gotta fight till the end
If you -fuck- a groupie chicken when you out on tour
Smoke a little bit of weed wit her then -fuck- her some more
Tell her to bring three friends so you can -fuck- all four
Menage-a-trois, what the -fuck- she expect you a dog
Almighty god blessed you wit a dick and two balls
So if you like to -fuck- pussy that don`t mean that you wrong
Unless you -fuck- it raw dog
I -fuck- a nappy dug out
Bust in her mouth
Kick her the -fuck- out
She`ll cuss me out, like...
(Repeat chorus 1)
(Verse 3)
Yo, yo
Ya superstar status don`t mean shit to me
Lyrically sucker emcees still get frequency
Try to dis me now
How you sound?
Yo, whoever signed you must be runnin the circus cuz you a clown
You a rapper wit a drug habit, hidin the truth
Camoflaugin ya needle tracks wit some colorful tattoos
You was never equipped for this
Never equipped to spit wit Bis
I`m swift as shit
Let me point out the main differences
You magnificent
I`m mic-nificent
Yo, i`d even go out on a limb wit it
Say you write a little bit
That don`t make you a tight lyricist
Cause you don`t practice or stick with it
Look at the 60 hour shifts I spend wit this
I never quit, I got a gift for the art
A low maintenance cost
No physical movin parts
In `98, niggas thought I was God
How the fuck did that change
I`m still one of the illest niggas in the game
So look inside yourself and tell me what you see
If you see a hungry nigga then you lookin at me
And its aight if you don`t trust me
Cause I don`t trust you
As a matter of fact I`ll probably bust you
Motherfucker, Fuck you
Chorus 2 - Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x)
Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok..
