| 作曲 : G. Williams/Marvin Gaye/Salaam Remi | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted *sampled* *2X* | |
| Get G-Get Get retarted | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted *2X* | |
| [Canibus] | |
| Yo; niggas is phony frontin like they masters ceremonies | |
| None of these 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, niggas quote me | |
| They rewind and interpret my rhymes to they homies | |
| I did things beyond your flows, eons ago | |
| Its inevitable, in '98 I'ma blow | |
| Ever since '84, I been in it to win it | |
| But since back then we used to battle by ?spittin on the cement? | |
| 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 | |
| Concepts, I arrange from a cellular star sect' | |
| From the galaxy of Andromeda | |
| I puzzle niggas like crop-circles and other unexplained phenomena | |
| Chorus: | |
| Aiyyo, nine out of ten of these rap artists is garbage | |
| (G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted) | |
| You spineless, rhymeless, niggas is heartless | |
| (Get G-Get Get retarted) | |
| Aiyyo, I came to see that hiphop is never tarnished | |
| (G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted) | |
| So I *echoes* | |
| (G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted) | |
| [Canibus] | |
| Aiyyo, all I really want is you niggas to stop bitin | |
| All I really want is you niggas to start writin | |
| All I really want is you niggas to be original | |
| And start spittin some lyrical shit I can listen to | |
| You haven't written the perfect rhyme yet | |
| You don't even know the sequences to the Human-Geno Project | |
| You haven't come in terms with your God yet | |
| And you refuse to believe in unidentified flying objects | |
| When I bomb niggas, I get retarted probably more than you bargained | |
| I'm talkin about rippin mic off your arm shit, hype shit, blow up a mic shit, | |
| You might get, beat the fuck up in broad daylight with a nighstick | |
| To the British, I'm Ghandi | |
| To the Japanese I'm an American pilot flying over Nagasaki | |
| To the AIDS patient I'm your last anti-body | |
| Sitting and waiting for a cure for minor biology | |
| Chorus | |
| [Canibus] | |
| Yo, I be lookin directly into the human eye to see if you a pussy | |
| And completely ruin your ability to lie to me | |
| I pull a nine on a bully, cock back the cannon | |
| Goddamnit, I don't think you fully understand it | |
| Ask nine out of ten niggas on the planet | |
| Who the best is, the question would go unanswered | |
| Till I step up, to the front line with rhymes | |
| Revving my engines like they were powered by they're minds | |
| Murdering niggas with lyrics manufactured within my DNA's double-helix | |
| I leave you in troubled spirits, I'm absolutely the purest | |
| Breeder MC from the United States of America to Europe I deserve it | |
| However you wanna word it, I'm perfect | |
| Touch my microphone on accident and get murdered on purpose | |
| Motherfucker! | |
| (G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted) | |
| Chorus |
| zuo qu : G. Williams Marvin Gaye Salaam Remi | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted sampled 2X | |
| Get G-Get Get retarted | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted 2X | |
| Canibus | |
| Yo niggas is phony frontin like they masters ceremonies | |
| None of these 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, niggas quote me | |
| They rewind and interpret my rhymes to they homies | |
| I did things beyond your flows, eons ago | |
| Its inevitable, in ' 98 I' ma blow | |
| Ever since ' 84, I been in it to win it | |
| But since back then we used to battle by? spittin on the cement? | |
| 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 | |
| Concepts, I arrange from a cellular star sect' | |
| From the galaxy of Andromeda | |
| I puzzle niggas like crop-circles and other unexplained phenomena | |
| Chorus: | |
| Aiyyo, nine out of ten of these rap artists is garbage | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted | |
| You spineless, rhymeless, niggas is heartless | |
| Get G-Get Get retarted | |
| Aiyyo, I came to see that hiphop is never tarnished | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted | |
| So I echoes | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted | |
| Canibus | |
| Aiyyo, all I really want is you niggas to stop bitin | |
| All I really want is you niggas to start writin | |
| All I really want is you niggas to be original | |
| And start spittin some lyrical shit I can listen to | |
| You haven' t written the perfect rhyme yet | |
| You don' t even know the sequences to the Human-Geno Project | |
| You haven' t come in terms with your God yet | |
| And you refuse to believe in unidentified flying objects | |
| When I bomb niggas, I get retarted probably more than you bargained | |
| I' m talkin about rippin mic off your arm shit, hype shit, blow up a mic shit, | |
| You might get, beat the fuck up in broad daylight with a nighstick | |
| To the British, I' m Ghandi | |
| To the Japanese I' m an American pilot flying over Nagasaki | |
| To the AIDS patient I' m your last anti-body | |
| Sitting and waiting for a cure for minor biology | |
| Chorus | |
| Canibus | |
| Yo, I be lookin directly into the human eye to see if you a pussy | |
| And completely ruin your ability to lie to me | |
| I pull a nine on a bully, cock back the cannon | |
| Goddamnit, I don' t think you fully understand it | |
| Ask nine out of ten niggas on the planet | |
| Who the best is, the question would go unanswered | |
| Till I step up, to the front line with rhymes | |
| Revving my engines like they were powered by they' re minds | |
| Murdering niggas with lyrics manufactured within my DNA' s double-helix | |
| I leave you in troubled spirits, I' m absolutely the purest | |
| Breeder MC from the United States of America to Europe I deserve it | |
| However you wanna word it, I' m perfect | |
| Touch my microphone on accident and get murdered on purpose | |
| Motherfucker! | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted | |
| Chorus |
| zuò qǔ : G. Williams Marvin Gaye Salaam Remi | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted sampled 2X | |
| Get G-Get Get retarted | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted 2X | |
| Canibus | |
| Yo niggas is phony frontin like they masters ceremonies | |
| None of these 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, niggas quote me | |
| They rewind and interpret my rhymes to they homies | |
| I did things beyond your flows, eons ago | |
| Its inevitable, in ' 98 I' ma blow | |
| Ever since ' 84, I been in it to win it | |
| But since back then we used to battle by? spittin on the cement? | |
| 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 | |
| Concepts, I arrange from a cellular star sect' | |
| From the galaxy of Andromeda | |
| I puzzle niggas like crop-circles and other unexplained phenomena | |
| Chorus: | |
| Aiyyo, nine out of ten of these rap artists is garbage | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted | |
| You spineless, rhymeless, niggas is heartless | |
| Get G-Get Get retarted | |
| Aiyyo, I came to see that hiphop is never tarnished | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted | |
| So I echoes | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted | |
| Canibus | |
| Aiyyo, all I really want is you niggas to stop bitin | |
| All I really want is you niggas to start writin | |
| All I really want is you niggas to be original | |
| And start spittin some lyrical shit I can listen to | |
| You haven' t written the perfect rhyme yet | |
| You don' t even know the sequences to the Human-Geno Project | |
| You haven' t come in terms with your God yet | |
| And you refuse to believe in unidentified flying objects | |
| When I bomb niggas, I get retarted probably more than you bargained | |
| I' m talkin about rippin mic off your arm shit, hype shit, blow up a mic shit, | |
| You might get, beat the fuck up in broad daylight with a nighstick | |
| To the British, I' m Ghandi | |
| To the Japanese I' m an American pilot flying over Nagasaki | |
| To the AIDS patient I' m your last anti-body | |
| Sitting and waiting for a cure for minor biology | |
| Chorus | |
| Canibus | |
| Yo, I be lookin directly into the human eye to see if you a pussy | |
| And completely ruin your ability to lie to me | |
| I pull a nine on a bully, cock back the cannon | |
| Goddamnit, I don' t think you fully understand it | |
| Ask nine out of ten niggas on the planet | |
| Who the best is, the question would go unanswered | |
| Till I step up, to the front line with rhymes | |
| Revving my engines like they were powered by they' re minds | |
| Murdering niggas with lyrics manufactured within my DNA' s double-helix | |
| I leave you in troubled spirits, I' m absolutely the purest | |
| Breeder MC from the United States of America to Europe I deserve it | |
| However you wanna word it, I' m perfect | |
| Touch my microphone on accident and get murdered on purpose | |
| Motherfucker! | |
| G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted | |
| Chorus |
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