Canibus

I-I-I, want, to..
G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
Get re-Get re-Get retarded
G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
I, want, to..
G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
[Canibus]
Yo -- niggaz is phony frontin like they Master of Ceremonies
None of you suckers are even remotely close to me
To be nice I sacrifice things like no sleep
I keep a library of lyrics on microfiche
Creating concepts so deep, niggaz quote me
They rewind and interpret my rhymes to they homies
I did things beyond your flows, eons ago
It's inevitable in ninety-eight I'ma blow
Ever since eighty-four, I've been in it to win it
But see back then we used to battle by spinnin on the ce-ment
You can't even absorb the rhymes I record
or resolve the deep laws of the physics involved
I travel to the end of the universe and beyond
Parsecs, out of range from a cellular StarTec
From the galaxy of Andromeda; I puzzle niggaz
like crop circles and other unexplained phenomena
Chorus: Canibus
Aiyyo, nine out of ten of these rap artists is garbage
G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
You spineless, rhymeless, niggaz is heartless
Get re-Get re-Get retarded
Aiyyo, I came to see that hip-hop is never tarnished
G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
So I {*echoes*}
I, want, to..
G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-Get retarded
[Canibus]
Aiyyo, all I really want is you niggaz to stop bitin
All I really want is you niggaz to start writin
All I really want is you niggaz to be original