Yo, I be the indestructible thug,
The type to draw first blood wit eight-ounce gloves,
If you want it, you can get it, so when you can't disarm it don't sweat it,
The bomb'll blow if you tamper wit it,
I'm an*lytic, so run for cover when I kick it,
Lyrics'll fly like a bullet when the hammer hit it,
While you n***az is babblin, my lyrics is travellin,
Like a javelin, to stab you in the abdomen.
Acronyms and nouns, ? ? ? and adjectives, you can't f** wit tha canibus
You catch damages beyond repair,
My lyrics fly through the boot window to strike the engineer
I can maintain thresholds of pain,
And walk across the sun barefoot lookin for shade
I re-arrange your ribcage like a twelve-gauge at close range,
Change the position of your brain
Hard raps penetrate through your hard-hats and all that, kid, get'cha wig pilled back
I scalp you like the indians on horseback,
Runnin bull will hit you harder than running back,
Stunning man with brave and cunning raps,
Swiftly running laps around fourty-eight tracks.
Like uncut crack, fiends keep coming back,
Headz is flippin like acrobats on gym mats,
From wax to an*logue tapes to digital dats,
It's critical black, the canibus is ill like that