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[Canibus] The club scene is a regular hangout spot for unclean // Women in tight jeans, fronting like queens // Chicken heads, who should be home taking care of their eggs // Instead, they’re always in the club flirting with men // Now, I don't care about them hypenoholic bitches // All I'm concerned with is who's bringing their burners in to burn niggas // While security practice is a mediocre precaution // Niggas is still stealthily sneaking their firearms in // Often, niggas be acting like they're marksmen // But couldn't hit a stationary object // So, how you gonna hit a moving target? Especially if you alcoholic // The party was coconuts until you spoiled it // Nigga, what's going on? // [Canibus] What’s going on these days? // Can’t do no Hip-Hop shows, without the gunplay // What’s going on, why is everybody packing? // What’s going on these days? // Can’t do no Hip-Hop shows, without the gunplay // Before you blaze, think about the lives at stake // [Canibus] Yo // The other night I seen some kid getting loud, running his mouth // ’Till somebody pulled the damn thing out, then shots rang out // This nigga in front of me got his back blown out // On the floor, with a piece of his small intestines hanging out // I had to scream on the bouncers to carry him out // They said, "Nah, them niggas is still busting in the crowd" // Then they ducked down close to the ground, as the bullets whizzed by // Praying to Allah, ‘cause they don't wanna die // But neither do I, fuck it, I gotta be here // As a rap artist, it's a vital part of my career // I swear, y'all niggas need to chill with that // Bringing your handguns to every God damn club I perform at // Everything from semi-autos to macs // Chrome or black, plastic gats and all that // Believe it or not, the government wants that // So they can use that as an excuse to shut down rap // What's going on? // [Canibus] What’s going on these days? // Can’t do no Hip-Hop shows, without the gunplay // What’s going on, why is everybody packing? // What’s going on these days? // Can’t do no Hip-Hop shows, without the gunplay // Before you blaze, think about the lives at stake // [Canibus] Yo // All of my Hip-Hop niggas should feel what I'm speaking upon // A subject that was touched by Nas and Pharoahe Monch // Bullets, being shot from guns, guns being carried by thugs // Who come to the clubs, to shed blood // Bear in mind, that every time a nigga reaches for chrome // He jeopardizes more lives than his own // To some this record ain't even relevant, until you experience // How a bullet can shatter your dreams in a millisec' // By some thug cats, who didn't take that // By busting a gat, they could render somebody handicapped // And trapped, in a wheelchair over nothing // With the gift of walking and running snatched from them // What the fuck is going on? // [Canibus] What’s going on these days? // Can’t do no Hip-Hop shows, without the gunplay // What’s going on, why is everybody packing? // What’s going on these days? // Can’t do no Hip-Hop shows, without the gunplay // Before you blaze, think about the lives at stake // [Canibus] What’s going on these days? // Can’t do no Hip-Hop shows, without the gunplay // What’s going on, why is everybody packing? // What’s going on these days? // Can’t do no Hip-Hop shows, without the gunplay // Before you blaze, think about the lives at stake // |
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