Eben (2 Neg') - Box Cutta' Blade Runner lyrics

[Verse 1] Record industry's most wanted: "Rip the Jacker" Wanted for the '98 slayings of several rappers One of which went on to be a successful actor Here's the re-enactment: He called me at my man's crib The phone probably rang two times, then I answered He sounded really amped up, he tried to scare me He told me that Def Jam wanted to ban me And told me Tracey Waples wanted to bang me Damn I wanted to get in her panties, she was scared of me Canibus hates the media and the magazines They add so much credibility to elaborate schemes Internet chatrooms with live feeds Of a rapper bein eatin alive by live bees Sound barriers like the Lockheed, even with knock-knees I run across rough terrain at mach speed That's a rhyme from like 9-3 As vivid in the mind, as pictures with 600 DPI's to a sheet If I'm high when I speak, the knowledge is deep Solid as concrete, this is real hip-hop for the streets I never leave any witnesses, it's ridiculous They served me court papers in the studio I did this in Missin from society, because they lied to me They didn't want to accept my doctrine of society I studied with hundreds of scientists and science teams At various Ivy Leagues, they respect my esteem What do you want me to rap about? Go ahead try a theme Gimme a person, place, or thing - I'll create the time and scene Somewhere in Afghanistan, U.S.A survival teams Keep a eye on their surroundings in the Jihad Regime A total riot scene, back and forth they encrypt fiber optic beams On my album out next spring You motherf**in right n***a I'm about that cream I promised my self I wouldn't shoot it without that scene It doesn't look right like Cash Money without that bling Siblings, I mean we all got the same last name Germaine Williams, that's my name Say it again Germaine Williams, danggg I think he goes by the name of the Canibus Man And occasionally Rip the Jacker but never Stan Get it through your head and don't ask me again Box cutter, blade runner n***a rap 'til you sweat Have you ever read the book called "The Catcher in The Rye"? It so happens I'm looking for a copy I could buy Canibus is comin for y'all round the outside Round the outside, round the outside A lotta y'all shine, but y'all can't rhyme And it's about time that I put y'all in line Twist your mind with twisted rhymes As weird as Michael Jackson's nose from the side Flows that'll buy the quite bow for the times No need to hide your friends are all a**ociates of mine Dont be a stranger come over some time I got coke if you do lines, you get a Rover to drive If you hear the engine knockin, just pull over to the side I guess it hasn't been serviced in all this time Halloween: True Hollywood Stories release date We should have a "Who Wants to Battle Canibus?" sweepstakes And limit it to three states; New York City: home of the greats Philly and out West, piece-a-cake Old school rappers, I wouldn't be around without Ain't got sh** to say but keep puttin' albums out Don't let what I said get you upset Box cutter, blade runner n***a rap 'til you sweat...