Canibus - Get Retarded lyrics

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; n***as is phony frontin like they masters ceremonies None of these s**ers 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, n***as 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 n***as 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, n***as 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 n***as to stop bitin All I really want is you n***as to start writin All I really want is you n***as to be original And start spittin some lyrical sh** 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 n***as, I get retarted probably more than you bargained I'm talkin about rippin mic off your arm sh**, hype sh**, blow up a mic sh**, You might get, beat the f** 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 p**y And completely ruin your ability to lie to me I pull a nine on a bully, co*k back the cannon Goddamnit, I don't think you fully understand it Ask nine out of ten n***as 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 n***as 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 Motherf**er! (G-G-G-G-G-G Get retarted) Chorus