(Canibus)
This goes out to the motherf**er that stole my rhyme book
Let me tell ya what design you took
Ya got a piece of batch 14 article 3
I hope you have a good time its a remarkable read
It can make you marketable indeed
You now got ya hands on the secrets of a master mc
Personalized print extra wide script so my eyes dont squint
My mind thinks smoke rise through the vent
Try to rework the theory but the logic is thin
I possess the body of jin with a fight klub win
Maybe its just a mic club thing f** a sling
You could duck a swing i spit webs duck one of them
My fingerprints on your soul when i touch a pen
We interact when you memorize the raps
Identify that syntax applied with stats
When i open my mouth its like sliding back the bolt
No joke leave a hole in you was an insult
You better check the wind direction when i talk
Before and after somewhere in between i blast ya
Rhymes on deck check the chart specs
Light yo a** up it ain't even dark yet