Chino Xl - Cypher of Five Mics lyrics

[Verse 1: Chino XL] I murder a sixteen to the point that it's embarra**ing Hide a grenade in my jeans, douse the booth in kerosene Shatter your heart's main vein pipe Insane at night, I might have your career disappear in plain sight Throw you off the top of a church, stab you with a steeple I'm bloodying punchlines like I a**aulted a hundred zebras Non-believers and their Lyric Jesus is haters that savor They're afraid since my native halo in the cradle Became a famous behemoth Misbehaving angel Insane but able with razors scraping your face through ya neighbor's naval A fatal fable from Satan's table with an unstable brain cable I'm hateful, blame it on being bi-racial I'm psychologically an anomaly Should be given formal apologies, honestly a human oddity A commodity, Godly when rapist spitting, his blood spilling Chino so stuck up gotta peel me off the f**ing ceiling I'm bringing so much beef it'll make a Hindu kneel Too hard to k** you, heart's unequal, beat you 'til you partial gristle tissue Too fast for a photo, I slash the rapper who'd be h*mo Leave him just skull and crutches like Jacka**'s movie logo Burn down your f**ing apartment, barricade the fire escape What I spit is rape, Chino make nightmares try to stay awake You've never had a fly quote, n***a you and I know The best thing you'll ever write is a suicide note Get the f** outta here! (Five Mics, yeah) [Hook] You can't even absorb the rhymes I record (Five Mics, yeah) I kick that sh** real n***as feel The Canibus separate your body from your spirit Cause I'm the baddest motherf**er above average What I'm spitting in your ear was intended to stimulate your left brains hemisphere [Verse 2: Canibus] Canibus and Chino XL, rebels from Hell He's a giant, I'm a stinger missile toting Keebler Elf Keep to myself, strategic but stealth If I don't need it, I leave it, believe it, I kept it greasy for more than 60 seasons Tear the target to pieces, reload and repeat it I got a billion bars but I ain't got the time to release it And you ain't got the time to listen to it Hitman music, blow a hole through your head and piss through it Cause you ain't fit to do this He vocalled it first, I vocalled it second Lyrics get murdered, we move in and do the forensics Shut down your studio sessions, DNA an*lysis and collections Cause Mic checking is a Ripper's jurisdiction I'm a telepathic detective Blast you with a non-kinetic weapon back to the essence, beyond the Outer Limits Wicked and wretched, send you a message, lure your a** out to the desert Motherf**ers prepare for the unexpected We meet, symbolic technique, anabolic release Any MC gets weak when he knows he's dead meat If I strike you'll be red for weeks You mic checkin' with a beast that'll tan you like the Mexican heat The steps to my monastery are steep If you still feeling froggy when we get To the top then lets leap Inhale the hydrogen mist, then try to get hyper than Bis It can't get no hyper than this Lyrical Law hands on, jet turbo fans on Aviators are drawn into a criss-cross sand launch Turn starboard but still can't dodge Bank hard, S.O.S call command coms, concentrate, can't talk Not out of the woods yet, you can't thank God The Red Baron's hair is as long as Susan Sarandon War Hawks and red hawks launch, out the underground airforce You bail out like Amelia Earhart SEER training is for naught I caught you before I finished my cigar, you a prisoner of Lyrical Law Yeah, now I'ma seal the whole area off What the f** you thought? Ain't nobody scaring me off, aight n***as be rhyming like they lazy and soft Get ate by the SpitBoss, this is Lyrical Law, yeah n***as be rhyming like they lazy and soft Then get ate by a SpitBoss, this is Lyrical Law f** you! [Outro] None of y'all got the balls big enough to battle f**ing with Canibus you ate up You can't even absorb the rhymes I record Cause I'm the baddest motherf**er, above average Hit you so hard my hand breaks & your shoulder dislocates I snatch your crown with your head still attached to it The Canibus is ill like that You can't even absorb the rhymes I record I kick that sh** real n***a's feel The Canibus separate your body from your spirit Cause I'm the baddest motherf**er, above average What I'm spitting in your ear was intended to stimulate your left brains hemisphere