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canibus – abide by كلمات اغاني

[intro: ras kass, canibus & both]
the beginnin of the end n_ggas!
yeah, we gon’ rock this sh_t forever
the alpha and the omega
the canibus’ll make your eyes redder
f_ck y’all n_ggas talkin’ bout cheddar
brought to you by your millennium group, the hors_m_n
four swordsmen
from the land of the lost
ras kass, k!llah priest and kurupt wit can_i_bus
throw your 4’s up or get your vocal cords cut, motherf_cker
wavin’ the four_four!

[verse 1: kurupt]
i’m headless, n_gga, but i packs a big piece
blastin’, they let assassins loose on the street
murderous notes i wrote, i laceratе throats
i toss fire at n_ggas; motherf_ck the six
thе condos is supposed to be flip bricks
all thirty_nine of your b_tches, pretty_ass b_tch n_gga
i’ll throw some f_cked up kicks on
next a small tank top, the spot, shot it up
beat you in your face wit a rope knotted up
’cause we don’t give a f_ck, the headless horseman kurupt
see, i’m off the wall n_gga, hors_m_ntality
i’m a horseman, n_gga, and that’s all i’ll be
see, i’m tired of the sparkly sh_t, n_ggas talkin’ sh_t
i wanna see the streets dark again
let the heaters spark again, police callin’ all cars off and
powerful as a motherf_ckin’ vulcan
my specialty is _ poetically lyrically energetically
ultramagnetically dogg pound pedigree
f_ck the shiny sh_t, f_ck a b_tch, only grimy sh_t
dirty sh_t, holocaust in thirty_thirty sh_t
mxyzptlk, assassin sicilian
k!ll women and k!ll men, and kidnap children
for vengeance in the name of the hors_m_n
slice your achilles tendon, the headless horseman
and we abide by, the code of the streets
the makings of a real mc (c…c…c…c), yeah, b_tch!
[chorus: canibus]
so just abide by what you ride by
’cause we abide, by what we ride by
just abide by what you ride by
’cause we abide, by what we ride by

[verse 2: k!llah priest]
what the f_ck y’all done started; four apocalypic prophets
appearin’ outta floatin’ objects, wearin’ middle eastern garments
long trench coats with our hands in our pockets
slappin’ all you scary_ass rap artists, half_r_t_rded
swear by our forefathers
anything you speak, think, or show will be disregarded
then i drag your frightened ass through the darkness
bring you out the other side, as a carcass
i’m heartless, regardless if y’all claim to be gods or goddess
to me, y’all all garbage; i see all of y’all as movin’ targets
and my lyrics be the atomic rockets, cosmic vomic _ spittin’
hittin’ at y’all vietnam vets
wit’ military arms and bombs strapped to our chest
castin’ meteor storms and comets
now, who wanna make the next ras comment?
and be the first one left unconscious?
after i squeeze your head like the charmin
f_ck around and see a lightning bolt around your throat
and squeeze till your head smoke from all the electric volts
satanically sacrifice your ass like an occult
have your seance inside of a dark synagogue
we was lyrically sent to y’all
like the men of god to put a end to y’all
i sniff bites like dogs to get the scent of y’all
hors_m_n, we be scorchin’ when we be walkin’
with the power to put a graveyard inside a coffin
[verse 3: ras kass]
let’s air it out like the breeze
now watch me do one_armed handstands
and hang these n_u_t’s over seven continents and seven seas
streets is lebanese
be rockin’ bulgari wrist watches and sniper marines
most of these mc’s can’t even rap, just model and go gold
and get big_headed like they swallowin’ colleges
i spit empty grave sites, rap stars fill ’em up
you what? thirty, forty years old and still wack as f_ck
me? i ain’t even in my prime
when i write my dopest rhyme, western civilization declines
catch me hoppin’ off the a train in a new york state of mind
but i rep westside, so i keep l.a. time
that’s a three_hour difference;
so when my b_tch is a six, she’s really a nine
in seven days, she’d still be a dime
call me blaze skywalker hittin’ jugular veins
crack open your skull wit’ a paper weight and suck out your brains
kiddo, i be doin’ my thug_thizzo for shizzo
and the wife of a careless man is almost a widow
so what’s happenin’? from p.i. to ’99 madden
since police be jackin’ blacks, i talk to pigs in pig latin:
uck_fay ou_yay itch_bay et_lay a_igga_nay_play
and free keith mur_ray (hors_m_n)
[verse 4: canibus]
yo, yo, yo
i kick a verse at six_hundred and sixty_six megahertz
make lightnin’ flash across the sky every time i curse
six_hundred and sixty_six flashes
give out six_hundred and sixty_six lashes
to the backs of six_hundred and sixty_six master of ceremony has_beens
put a crown of th_rns on whoever the king of rap is
if he’s a _catholic_ i nail him to a crucifix
then i beat him till he’s blackish_blueish
then perform acupuncture wit six_hundred and sixty_six toothpicks
beat him with two whips; with pieces of broken glass glued to it
your whole crew get spayed and neutered
as soon as i aim and shoot it, you get sprayed with bullets
your armored cars and your kevlar vest, is useless
i’mma f_ck all of you p_ssies like group s_x
you get six_hundred and sixty_six years imprisonment
for bitin’ off another n_gga’s sh_t, you b_tch
you got caught, now you on the other side of the law
snitchin’ on mad n_ggas in a soundproof court
to get some of your sentence knocked off (nah, n_gga) you wildin’
but you still be in riker’s island gettin’ forced to toss salads
you scared of that, wit’ a phobia fear of that
i’mma tape it on the digital video dat
and send a copy to miramax _ leave you exposed
turn all the fiction to fact, so everybody will know
you a sucker_ass n_gga, father_f_ckin’ ass n_gga
that got f_cked in the ass by your father figure
(no matter who?) i’ll bruise and bash you, blast you
autograph you wit’ a bullet wound for a tattoo
deliverin’ mind blowin’ rhymes and poems
controllin’ my tongue when i’m flowin’ like pilot controlled boeings
when i get bitten, i bite back, quicker than tyson attacks
i don’t give a f_ck if i don’t get my license back
so, take caution
the four hors_m_n’ll chop your head off wit’ a sword then
gallop northward
mc’s take caution
the four hors_m_n’ll chop your head off wit’ a sword then
gallop northward, motherf_ckers; yeah

[chorus: canibus]
so just abide by, what your ride by
’cause we abide by, what we ride by
just abide by, what your ride by
’cause we abide by what we ride by, ha!

[interlude: the hrsmn]
wavin the four_four! all you heard was “priest, don’t hit me no more”
wavin’ the four_four! all you heard was “bis, don’t hit me no more”
wavin’ the four_four! all you heard was “ras, don’t hit me no more”
wavin’ the four_four! ayo, kurupt, hit them n_ggas wit the hardcore!

[verse 5: kurupt]
yeah, n_gga, i’m headless without thoughts
with my motherf_ckin’ arms crossed
i transform from a dogg to a horse
took over the whole race course
throw the jockey off the saddle
now, who the f_ck really wanna battle?
got me a pistol, launch it off like a missile
let it whistle, they fall f_ckin’ round wit’ the dogg
i’m a hog..

- canibus

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