Phuk U Lyrics - Singles - Canibus

Phuk..U (4x) 

Ok 

Phuk..U (4x) 

(Verse 1) 

Yo, yo 

Ayo, nobody can flow wit Bis 

Rock a show wit bis 

Or go toe to toe wit Bis 

None of yall can co-exist 

We livin in an Ice Age and its cold as shit 

100,000 dollar price range, niggas is frozen stiff 

All I know is this 

My felt tip hotter than hell get 

186 thousand miles per sec can melt flesh 

Give a nigga a tan 

Aerosol cans expand and explode in my hand 

While I promote that new Canibus jam 

Niggas feel it underground wit stalactites hangin from the ceiling 

I'm out on tour wit 30 city trips 

Every state its like bitches be bulimic for dicks 

Screamin the chorus 

Half unconscious 

I hold my cordless 

Smoke the most enormous trees in the rain forest 

While the people go insane for us 

I pierce a cloud and make it rain on us 

Break the equipment and tell the engineer that I aint payin for it 

I freestyle the whole set 

Kickin a hundred bars, nigga fuck who's on next 

Fuck you! 

Chorus 1 - Phuk.. U.. (2x) Ok 

Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok 

(Verse 2) 

-Fuck- them extra niggas that's always around you 

-Fuck- niggas that talk about you and try to clown you 

-Fuck- niggas you run into that never did nuttin' for you 

-Fuck- niggas thats lyin tellin people they discovered you 

-Ok, Fuck- niggas that're jealous cause you nicer than them 

Don't give a -fuck- who you offend you gotta fight till the end 

If you -fuck- a groupie chicken when you out on tour 

Smoke a little bit of weed wit her then -fuck- her some more 

Tell her to bring three friends so you can -fuck- all four 

Monozietwa what the -fuck- she expect you a dog 

Almighty god blessed you wit a dick and two balls 

So if you like to -fuck- pussy that don't mean that you wrong 

Unless you -fuck- it raw dog 

I -fuck- a nappy dug out 

Bust in her mouth 

Kick her the -fuck- out 

She'll cuss me out, like... 

(Repeat chorus 1) 

(Verse 3) 

Yo, yo 

Ya superstar status don't mean shit to me 

Lyrically sucker emcees still get frequency 

Try to dis me now 

How you sound? 

Yo, whoever signed you must be runnin the circus cuz you a clown 

You a rapper wit a drug habit, hidin the truth 

Camoflaugin ya needle tracks wit some colorful tattoos 

You was never equipped for this 

Never equipped to spit wit Bis 

I'm swift as shit 

Let me point out the main differences 

You magnificent 

I'm mic-nificent 

Yo, i'd even go out on a limb wit it 

Say you write a little bit 

That don't make you a tight lyricist 

Cause you don't practice or stick with it 

Look at the 60 hour shifts I spend wit this 

I never quit, I got a gift for the art 

A low maintenance cost 

No physical movin parts 

In '98, niggas thought I was God 

How the fuck did that change 

I'm still one of the illest niggas in the game 

So look inside yourself and tell me what you see 

If you see a hungry nigga then you lookin at me 

And its aight if you don't trust me 

Cause I don't trust you 

As a matter of fact I'll probably bust you 

Motherfucker, Fuck you 

Chorus 2 - Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x) 

Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok..