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[Canibus] Yo // You better watch who you beef with // You might be walking down the street then, suddenly you hear tire screeching // Niggas’ll be hoping with heat and // Throw you in the car-seat and leave your lady standing there screaming // The whole weekend, you get blindfolded and beaten // Nose-bleeding, gasping for air, wheezing // You got kidnapped and you don’t even know the reason // We even called your fans for ransom, they said, ‘keep him’ // Watch who you beef with // [Canibus] Yeah // It ain’t no secret // Talking that street shit’ll get you in some deep shit // See niggas know who you be with, where you be at // When you’ll be gone, when you’ll be back // All of my niggas got doctor degrees in thuganometry // We all know how to hold the heat properly // And how to conduct armed-robbery for personal property // And could go without food or water for twenty-four hours, at least // We fugitives, who ain’t doing a bid // And shoot to live, even if it means leaving you for dead // ‘Cause niggas like you get scared, look for loopholes // Pick the phone up and dial nine, uno, uno // What happened to them cruel niggas that you talk about? // Them cruel niggas that you never walk without? // I know what happened, y’all heard about the double action // Portable gatling, and y’all don’t want get blasted // [Canibus] Yo // You better watch who you beef with // You might be walking down the street then, suddenly you hear tire screeching // Niggas’ll be hoping with heat and // Throw you in the car-seat and leave your lady standing there screaming // The whole weekend, you get blindfolded and beaten // Nose-bleeding, gasping for air, wheezing // You got kidnapped and you don’t even know the reason // We even called your fans for ransom, they said, ‘keep him’ // Watch who you beef with // [Canibus] Ey yo // We run up in radio stations on some unannounced shit // Catch the DJ off guard and round-house him // Duck tape his mouth then, put a pound to his gut // And force him to play five cuts off the up-and-coming album // Just the way I planned it, niggas’ll start to panic // Brains get hijacked like planes’ll crash landing // Bitch niggas pray to the Lord // The black box that was supposed to record, the pilot’s voice got destroyed // So watch who you beef with, and watch who you suck your teeth at // It’ll probably be something you regret // You’ll get wet with horizontal rain droplets // Miniature rockets, coming out barrels of metal objects // Niggas get shot in the face, on the ground shaking like Tectonic plates // That cause earthquakes // Now you got your grill in the ground, how that dirt taste? // You shouldn’t have started this shit in the first place // [Canibus] Yo // You better watch who you beef with // You might be walking down the street then, suddenly you hear tire screeching // Niggas’ll be hoping with heat and // Throw you in the car-seat and leave your lady standing there screaming // The whole weekend, you get blindfolded and beaten // Nose-bleeding, gasping for air, wheezing // You got kidnapped and you don’t even know the reason // We even called your fans for ransom, they said, ‘keep him’ // Watch who you beef with // [Canibus] ‘Cause niggas is coming to get you, ready to rip you // With intercontinental ballistic-missiles and pistols // Put a red dot on your head like you Hindu // Then put a hole in you big enough to put my open fist through // We can verbally diss you, or we can get physical // Whatever niggas want to do, we can do it too // ‘Cause you a sinner, I’m a sinner, we all sinners // We’ve robbed niggas for they presents at they Bar Mitzvahs // We’ve robbed niggas for they body organs // And sold them to the highest bidders, things like hearts and livers // One and a half million in cash when it’s delivered // Then go to Yom Kippur and beg for God to forgive us // See you the type that, finds violence real frightening // And holds your crucifix tighter when shells is firing // Sitting by your bed perspiring, trying to crawl underneath it // You need to watch who you beef with // [Canibus] Yo // You better watch who you beef with // You might be walking down the street then, suddenly you hear tire screeching // Niggas’ll be hoping with heat and // Throw you in the car-seat and leave your lady standing there screaming // The whole weekend, you get blindfolded and beaten // Nose-bleeding, gasping for air, wheezing // You got kidnapped and you don’t even know the reason // We even called your fans for ransom, they said, ‘keep him’ // Watch who you beef with // [Canibus] Keep that low-down stinking dirty motha fucker, you need to watch who you beef with // You need to watch who you beef with // You need to watch who you beef with // Yeah nigga, watch who you beef with // Watch who you beef with // |
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