Yo, yo..
If I had half as many bars in gold
as I had in lyrics when I flowed
I'd be the richest man on the globe
n***az wanna know is Canibus gold?
That's a stupid-a** question motherf**er, is Canada cold?
Bout a thousand degrees lower than liquid nitro is
Five thousand degrees hotter than flame throwers
I reflect light, bounce off walls and wreck mics
Disconnect your windpipe by cuttin your neck with a knife
Rip through, everything from tissues to blood vessels
My ninjitsu, k** you with the art of Tenchu
I zig zag, zig crushin a kid
With G-forces violent enough to crush your ribs
like pilots that fly Russian MIG
Comin to punish you pigs
Give a f** who you is; n***a, Canibus in ya biz
From the lowest point in the planet to Mt. Everest
I kick the illest sh**, spray-paintin my name across the pyramids
The rap terrorist, Professor Emeritus
f** forbidden fruit I was eating p**y in Genesis
Chorus:
What you got n***az that's ready to brawl?
I'll give you the phone card and the celly to make a call
What the f** y'all b**h n***az actin like y'all tuff for?
We'll stuff y'all, uppercut y'all, confront y'all
On stage we break arms, legs, backs and jaws
Enough damage to cancel your tour (f** y'all!)
[Canibus]
Now I said it once and I'll say it a thousand times
I got thousands of rhymes, the rechargeable alkaline kind
You wanna a piece of mind? Fine, we can take it outside
Otherwise you're wastin your time, cause I'ma shine
for the one-triple-9, n***az gamblin damage they eyes
Goin blind, tryin to keep up with these lyrical lines
The type of n***a you can't flow behind without a dope rhyme
You f** around and get clotheslined til you nosedive
We can rhyme fair and square or fair in the sphere
Anyplace, anywhere, you n***az don't have a prayer
Cause doomsday is near, f*ggot n***az is scared
They stand and stare as I appear upon a cushion of air
With a long white beard flamin, hot enough to sunburn Satan
Hotter than white people takin vacation
out in Jamaica out in the sun bathin;
sun bakin in gamma ray radiation
til they skin color look cajun
Motherf**ers start agin to the point
where they faces shrivel up like raisins
and they become cancer patients
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[Canibus]
Yo, yo, yo.. I manipulate the metaphysical
power to hold my breath for half an hour
Continuously breathin outward; you ain't an MC you a coward
I make wack rappers lose control of they bladders
and piss in they trousers
Pink p**y possum n***az play dead
While my heat waves hit, and verbal x-rays evaporate sh**
Water molecules get transformed to vapors
My lyrics turn the Pacific into a dry lakebed
Electromagnetic ca**ettes melt tape decks
n***az battle in space; tryin to hold it down
but they can't cause they weightless
Amateur swordsmen gets stabbed through they face mask
trying to escape d**h
A world where the whole globe will contract Ebola
from drinkin spring water darker than Coca-Cola
Human with AIDS, computers with Y2K
I rock rhymes counter-clockwise until doomsday
f** y'all, f** y'all, f** y'all