Bronze Nazareth - Canibus Audiobiography (Part 01) lyrics

[Intro: Caller, Jay Z & (Howard Stern)] (Go ahead you're on the air with Jay Z) Hey Jay, what's up man? What's happenin'? With uh, today's market Pretty much watered down by people that took Biggie's style How do you feel about talent like Canibus not gettin' a fair shake? Um, I, I think all artists should get a fair shake Uh Talib Kweli, Common Sense, Canibus You know, I like the guy's integrity [Hook] (To my people) This is my audiobiography This is my audiobiography (To all my people) This is my audiobiography Nobody can tell it but me (To my people) This is my audiobiography This is my audiobiography (To all my people) This is my audiobiography Nobody can tell it but me [Verse 1] Paul Allen's birthday party aboard the Crystal Harmony 1998, so far from poverty Sixty nautical miles off the Puget Sound Madonna's music playin' in the background Dr. Ruth sat across from me, Bill Gates walked out Angela Ba**ett tried to talk to me He pointed to his residence off the starboard bow Looked like the President's White House, we all said, “Wow” In my mind I'm like, “This is dope right now” I just sat down, sip some white wine and lounge He asked everybody if they was enjoyin' theyself I thought to myself, “Of course we enjoyin' your wealth” He asked me, “What do you do?” I told him, “I'm an entertainer” He said, “A singer?” I said, “Nah, I produce bangers” I didn't fit in, fat gold chain on Pure Playaz sweatsuit, Timbs and shades on Paul Allen standin' there with Elvis Presley sideburns I guess that was to keep his face warm This bad shorty I was with, yeah she brought me along as a guest I had to give it to her, I was impressed We spent four days and five nights, wine and twilight I didn't give a f** about no Source or five mics Selwyn, Carlito and Datwon Thomas Them wicked ones used Hip Hop to divide us [Hook] (To my people) This is my audiobiography This is my audiobiography (To all my people) This is my audiobiography Nobody can tell it but me (To my people) This is my audiobiography This is my audiobiography (To all my people) This is my audiobiography Nobody can tell it but me [Verse 2] I'm a genius of compositions like Mark Mothersbaugh of the hood In a circular lime green studio in Hollywood I stood right there and watched them produce The theme song for a film that I wasn't into Back to the East Coast boom bap beats, I agree Irskine and Danielle Lost Boyz Management Team Clark Kent - Peter Panik - Chuck Bone - CL from Cornerstone Gimmie another shot of cortisone The Lex coup Beamers Benz ranges & Bentleys Star Wash Carwash customer friendly Goin through the Holland Tunnel clockin 120 If it wasn't for Kevin? Treach would've k**ed Wendy Talkin all that sh**, comin' outta' Hot '97 Big Pun was like "fall back Bis" I ran dats to Frankfurt & Wayne flat tire, tags expired The Negro League had a deal with Mariah And them Penthouse Ponies from Kya, at the table with the homie and Naomi when he gave her them diamonds Hopped the train to MDC in BK Got rosaries for this n***a, lemmie see what he say They was solid solid gold, can't argue with that right? Always hold my n***as down that's the story of my life My memory base jumpin' all over the place Just put the pieces together, ain't none of it fake [Hook] (To my people) This is my audiobiography This is my audiobiography (To all my people) This is my audiobiography Nobody can tell it but me (To my people) This is my audiobiography This is my audiobiography (To all my people) This is my audiobiography Nobody can tell it but me [Verse 3] West Coast Californ-i-a, sh** is real In the front yard smokin' some turtle with Henry Hill He put me on the phone with Karen, she in Seattle We was just talkin' ‘bout life, it's all natural I told him ‘bout how I do music, nothin' major I just came back from Fort Lewis via Vegas Henry was writin' a book, workin' on the pages I remember the movie ‘bout his life he was famous He asked me ‘bout 2nd Round, don't ask me why Bad Boys don't advertise but I had to comply I said how cool Mike was, don't believe the lies And how Tyson lived next to the Sultan of Brunei I drove Mike's Porsche up to the Sultan's gate He had satellite security we had to wait He got out, walked inside, it's night time They had a mini horse track around the property line I lost money at Kentucky Derby, ‘cause I ain't lucky like that I just got memories about Rap Remember put this in your CD Rom Www.canibus.com Few people understood where I was goin' when I said it I was so far ahead in the future, I regret it Isolated, forced to fight with the basics, I looked crazy But the truth is, it's so amazin' I got friends in high places, but countless enemies With deep seeded hatred who don't want me to say sh** [Hook] (To my people) This is my audiobiography This is my audiobiography (To all my people) This is my audiobiography Nobody can tell it but me (To my people) This is my audiobiography This is my audiobiography (To all my people) This is my audiobiography Nobody can tell it but me [Verse 4] They took away my green card, Figaro! Mickey the Monkey can't travel overseas no mo' I moved back to Atlanta, back to the basics Northside Drive Dallas Austin lives in a spaceship Stamps in my pa**port, been many places So many situations, so many faces In the limo with the High Priest on the way to a SONY party The only time I met Nas Me Jerry and Pras and the High Priest skipped the line We had Beast with us - looking like SPETZNAZ We stepped inside, everybody knew I wrecked rhymes Like "Bring the record back selecta!" Spent 20 minutes and bounced, it was more like 10 But who's countin'? And that's when everything got clouded The high priest had on black tuxedo slacks With red shirt and red alligators to match Back in the limo, I'm lookin' at my world through a tinted window I'm thinkin', “Can it all be so simple?” The priest put his hand on his heart, pledging allegiance And said he was the son of Na-Webwey, believe it He wore a pinky ring, said the ring made him a mobster Then he said Na-Webwey Bobby Ebola was his father That's Theodore Bowen, Jezebel Boule Timmy Visine, Velvet Mafia all day It got to be something to it ‘cause they live like gods And it's the truth, that's some real Hip Hop OooRah [Hook] (To my people) This is my audiobiography This is my audiobiography (To all my people) This is my audiobiography Nobody can tell it but me (To my people) This is my audiobiography This is my audiobiography (To all my people) This is my audiobiography Nobody can tell it but me [Verse 5] K-Solo, Bolo, Pakman, Born Sun David Madison, The Sharpshoota' Clan Maintainin' my mojo record vocals, I went from Underground to worldwide pan global Back to independently distributed local, life is so anecdotal I still rep like I'm supposed to 2005 summertime Orlando Shaquille O'Neil wearing 22 inch sandals Cory Gunz - Money Mark, Kay Slay n***a, Papoose Young Zee the whole got damn crew Deja 34, back then, I was so damn raw Nobody could see me bar for bar Look at me Superman vs Bizarro, Kryptonite cargo embargo Listen they ain't want no parts yo The red, white and blue, 500 lb bomb proof Shock troop Sarcos suit MarK Mach II The 5-10 program, freedom is a slave to no man If you need me on point I got you! Lock 'em, load 'em and shock 'em, rock 'em top to bottom 1st Cav put the kibosh on all columns What option? Nothing! Need oxygen Howard Stern took me to a Hip Hop Event - one time but not again, what? [Outro: Howard Stern, Canibus & (Gary Dell'Abate)] Canibus is here You hung out with Mike Tyson? Yeah Well how's that? Mike's cool, he's cool Is he cool? Yeah Do you think he's okay? He's intelligent Really? Yeah Where do you write with Mike Tyson? I mean did you, you wrote a song with him? Yeah, yeah we, we- Where did you go to his mansion in, uh, Las Vegas? I, I've been with him there Oh, you have Yeah Did you see the tiger that he has? Yeah, he's got four. He lets ‘em run loose Oh my… What do they feed those things? I don't know man, like raw chickens or somethin' Really? Oh, that is sick man. Oh, that's wild man (They discuss, you know, things that are cool. They don't talk about boxing.) Yeah Right (They talk about, a lot of their theories on life and stuff.) Right Canibus is on top of the scene See this guy's on the cutting edge of rap How's your album sellin'? It's certified gold Is that right? Yeah Yeah, yeah, yeah! Can-I-Bus, you know? Right