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[Intro: Kurupt] Underdig, underdig that Pull it back Blast, pull his wig back It's like that Lil' bitch niggaz Horsemen [Chorus x2: Kurupt] Everybody thinkin' that they Talkin' the Talk Everybody thinkin' that they walkin' the walk Nigga watch out, shit's about to spark Nigga cuz ya just can't do it, nigga we run through it [Kurupt] Everybody.. [Canibus] You don't have a broad enough bandwith to understand Bis Like what if - I changed my name to CAN-I-RIP Tell me, would you understand it? Or does it trouble you? Is it too much over your head, does it puzzle you? I can rap about whateva the fuck I want What's wrong with rappin' about whateva the fuck I'd done Visually and verbally, I'm hi-res cutting edge Songtexteand if you know Rakim then you should Know the Ledge I know I do, get everything I've ever rhymed to staple it together and you got a fuckin bible Let me remind you, records like Beasts from the East proove that I crucify you if I ever get to rap behind you. What about the freestyles I put on vinyl for DJs and hiphop heads to get hype to Besides who raps like I do? If you ever heard I'm not the best you bein' lied to Here's a FYI to I can rip but you don't have the mental bandwith to understand Bis Niggaz wanna talk the talk but when they get their feet chopped off they can't walk the walk [Kurupt] Bitch niggaz.. [Chorus x2] [Kurupt] Now I could rap about whateva the fuck I want Is it wrong to rap about whateva the fuck I want? Fill the body bags, off the commando Volvo Sendin' bodies home in car loads In my former life my name was Ricardo People used to tease me and call me retardo Then got it started to whoopin' niggaz retarded Rambunkious, raidin' niggaz, ricocheted it Power as Foreman, electric stormin' Horsemen stormin', ragin' war in Negligence, poetic Pegasus Nigga, smoke forms in the form of pestilence I reign, like snow and hail And sour like Concords, "Boy, is that yo shit? Is that yo bitch?" Better get a nigga cuz she on the Horsemen dick (Bitch) Lyrical linguistic twist shit like licorice sticks Comin' with a glock and a clip {*imitiating gun sounds*} Verbals on job like missles when the AK's spit Runnin' shit like the St. Lunatics Bitch niggaz [Chorus] [Killah Priest] I spit verses similar to curses Have nurses closin' up the curtains Callin' up surgeons, hookin' ya body up to circuits But ya condition just worsens to the point ya lungs and ya heart stop workin' 'Til ya carried off into churches then leave off into hurses Play six feet Beneath the Surface Along with the worms and the serpents But I be somewhere in Persian wearin' turbans Herbalist, the verbalist, the thoroughest Some kind of divine therapist Come back to the states as a terrorist Wearin' a face like I never exist Pull out the Beretta and I spit Cops touch me then I sever they wrist Ask yourself what type of era this is It's the era of the horses, Priest the Horseman Priest the Horseman, keep talkin' [Chorus x2] [Outro: Kurupt] Everybody.. Aus Songtexte Mania