Canibus - Who Owns You? lyrics

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[Canibus]

Yo...I thug it wit' you, I slug it wit' you

I had niggas runnin' around like ''yeah 'Bis brung it to you''

Nigga i'll punish you

Catch you in the street like what's the issue

Monkey face i'll monkey flip you

I always wanted to dis you

You ugly as a pit bull motherfucker i'll rip you

This is where the Broad St. bullyin' stops

My bars of gold bullyin' yours are not

Truth is I never thought your metaphors were hot

You just talk a lot a shit cuz your on the Roc'

There's no proof in your ''Truth'' it was a flop

That's why Jigga signed Cam'ron to take your spot

You think you hot cuz you got a little bling or what not

A typical hustler all you do is think about rocks

With a budget like yours you should a sold more

You probably think you were couped nigga your so wrong

I think Jay fucked you go look at your deal

In that black mink you look like a ape for real

If I was blind and I couldn't tell

I'll probably still hear it from a bitch that you ugly as hell

For starters the Bentley aint yours it's Shawn Carter's

And if it aint Shawn's its his partners

Your just another ?convict? artist with frog lips

On the Rocafella roster that follows orders, nigga!

You tryin' too much you lyin' to sluts

You too hyped up, spend some more time in the cut

I'll turn my voice up loud so I can tell you was sup

Rhyme for rhyme you was never ready for 'Bus

Your quotables are anecdotical

Your whole crew softer than tofu

Most of y'all don't even know the ''Truth''

If you did then you knew I was a soldier too

Doing what you already sold your souls to do

I'm doing shows and my wrist stays frozen too

But I own my shit who owns you?

I should sign to the Roc'

Battle you in the lobby or worldwide plaza make you resign on the spot

Give me that mic' back Mack Bitch you can't spit

I don't even know why the fuck Jigga passed you that shit

I'll embarrass you with that shit, blast you that quick

Wrap you in plastic and toe-tag you as a Jacker

Jackers...Jackers

Jackers...Jackers

Jackers...Jackers

Jackers...Jackers