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The Bad Seed - Canibus - Hiphop.MP3.com Exclusive lyrics
* Canibus site -
 Bout to put it down for my man Paradise
 right here on mp3.com alright?
 Yeah, check it out yo
 uh, yah
 uh, uh, yah, check it
 yo, yo, yo
 This is hardcore, out of my heart's core
 Principles, laws, equations, and formulas drawn on chalkboards
 Generate thought forms quicker than Concordes
 With onboard computers logged on to On Star
 En garde, take ten steps and draw
 I'm the law around these parts, respect it dog
 Or you might spend a weekend in the county morgue
 With an unsuitable coffin that's way too small
 And a deacon blessing your body at a funeral
 You get a 21 blunt salute, and life goes on
 Gotta stay *positive*, focus on the *protons*
 And post dope songs on mp3.com
 As deep as a Tupac poem, I wish I got to know him
 Both him and Big Poppa was the greatest, and know they gone
 'What's Goin' On?' On my album, I'ma do a song
 Who Shot Ya? Remix featuring Shyne and Sean
 Before I battle total strangersThe Bad Seed - Canibus - Hiphop.MP3.com Exclusive - http://motolyrics.com/the-bad-seed/canibus-hiphopmp3com-exclusive-lyrics.html
 I make em sign disclaimers, that state they're aware of the danger
 See, I might become overwhelmed with anger
 Split your skull like a banana, and bludgeon your face with a hammer
 You wanna rhyme? Fill out this W-9
 Sign below the dotted line, now your publishing's mine
 I gotta have your publishing rights, hang you upside down
 See if you scared of heights, remember Vanilla Ice?
 Ask Paradise if I'm nice
 I took the train to Chambers Street and blacked out on his mixtape twice
 Back in '95, I was a tiny guy
 You could see the hunger in my eyes, I just wanted to rhyme
 And I'm Still in my prime, Still chasing down what's mine
 Still, like Dre, but Jay-Z ain't writing my rhymes
 Quick to say hi, and quicker to say bye
 Take a flick with some guys, and leave before the Polaroid dries
 "He was standing here a minute ago," the brother replied
 "With his mind on his money and his money on his mind"
 Reflecting over the times when I was signed
 Selling records for ten dollars, but only a dime was mine
 What's the odds of rolling two dice with six sides each?
 As if there's only 36 ways to die in these streets
 There's a million ways to die at the absolute least
 One of those ways is messing with the Beast from the East
 Aka me, aka the capital C
 Ripping the Jacker with Paradise on mp3
 keep it locked y'all...








