Punch - Phuk U lyrics

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 sh** 100,000 dollar price range, n***as 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 n***a a tan Aerosol cans expand and explode in my hand While I promote that new Canibus jam n***as feel it underground wit stalactites hangin from the ceiling I'm out on tour wit 30 city trips Every state its like b**hes 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 ain't payin for it I freestyle the whole set Kickin a hundred bars, n***a f** who's on next f** you! Chorus 1 - Phuk.. U.. (2x) Ok Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok (Verse 2) -f**- them extra n***as that's always around you -f**- n***as that talk about you and try to clown you -f**- n***as you run into that never did nuttin' for you -f**- n***as thats lyin' tellin people they discovered you -Ok, f**- n***as that're jealous cause you nicer than them Don't give a -f**- who you offend you gotta fight till the end If you -f**- a groupie chicken when you out on tour Smoke a little bit of weed wit her then -f**- her some more Tell her to bring three friends so you can -f**- all four Menage-a-trois, what the -f**- she expect you a dog Almighty god blessed you with a dick and two balls So if you like to -f**- p**y that don't mean that you wrong Unless you -f**- it raw dog I -f**- a nappy dug out Bust in her mouth Kick her the -f**- out She'll cuss me out, like... (Repeat chorus 1) (Verse 3) Yo, yo Ya superstar status don't mean sh** to me Lyrically s**er emcees still get fricaseed Try to diss me now How you sound? Yo, whoever signed you must be runnin' the circus cause you a clown You a rapper with a drug habit, hidin' the truth Camouflaging ya needle tracks with some colorful tattoos You was never equipped for this Never equipped to spit with Bis I'm swift as sh** 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, n***as thought I was God How the f** did that change I'm still one of the illest n***as in the game So look inside yourself and tell me what you see If you see a hungry n***a 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 Motherf**er, f** you Chorus 2 - Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok.. [Outro: Canibus] For real! n***a! b**h!