Phuk U

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 it's cold as sh*t
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 it's like b**ches 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 f**k who's on next
f**k you!

Chorus 1 - Phuk.. U.. (2x) Ok
Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok

(Verse 2)
-f**k- them extra niggas that's always around you
-f**k- niggas that talk about you and try to clown you
-f**k- niggas you run into that never did nuttin' for you
-f**k- niggas that's lyin tellin people they discovered you
-Ok, f**k- niggas that're jealous cause you nicer than them
Don't give a -f**k- who you offend you gotta fight till the end
If you -f**k- a groupie chicken when you out on tour
Smoke a little bit of weed wit her then -f**k- her some more
Tell her to bring three friends so you can -f**k- all four
Menage-a-trois, what the -f**k- she expect you a dog
Almighty god blessed you wit a dick and two balls
So if you like to -f**k- pussy that don't mean that you wrong
Unless you -f**k- it raw dog
I -f**k- a nappy dug out
Bust in her mouth
Kick her the -f**k- out
She'll cuss me out, like...

(Repeat chorus 1)

(Verse 3)
Yo, yo
Ya superstar status don't mean sh*t 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 'cause 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 sh*t
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 f**k 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 it's aight if you don't trust me
Cause I don't trust you
As a matter of fact I'll probably bust you
Motherf**ker, f**k you

Chorus 2 - Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x)
Ok, Phuk.. U.. (4x) Ok..