The Undergods - Undergods Roll lyrics

[Canibus] Why I oughtta'... Take you down to the control room where we conduct torture You won't talk sh** no more son Post Traumatic Stress Disorder Drama 'Fistful of Dollars', zero tolerance right turn clot him The subwoofer sound like two dragons looking for chow They are still looking even now Rifle off the rack, sling it around my back Get the big round furry hat and burlap sack for yall n***az Conduct this Undergod business... Keep your proximity or get knocked into infinity You still can't f** with me lyrically When I was growin' up I learned trust is no such There are things in this world that you don't wanna' touch They some s**a' emcee, diva muthafukaz This is hip-hop music, we don't need no chorus Keep your proximity or get knocked into infinity You still can't f** with us lyrically Special agent said page him, then ten other suits came in The Coke bottle started levitatin' Twelve bars take you to hell god Head get lopped off in the trailer park His d**h would happen the reverse way On his next birthday he was searchin' for the words to say Yeah rip off the flesh, come at you like this On some Samurai sh**, had a axe to your neck We told you keep your proximity or get knocked into infinity You still can't f** with us lyrically Slipped on his toes, got clipped in his hole Canibus, Keith Murray, how the Undergods roll Undergod sh** Psychosomatic How the Undergods roll Psychosomatic