I speak in frequencies dogs would have trouble hearin
Canibus is the lyrical version of German engineerin
Raw metaphors keep you high for months
Fly around the Earth twice without re-fuelling once
Ain't too many categories I can fit in when it come to spitting
Cuz I'm overqualified for the position
The lazer guided lyrical hybrid
Creatin scripts so sick, I gotta arm wrestle my pen to write it
Don't get excited cuz if I ever catch one of you wanna-be's biting
We're gonna be fist fighting
So motherf**ers what you want?
I got the shotgun pumped
You feel like a frog n***a, then jump
I posses the lyrical ammo to battle
And rip any one of you warm blooded mammals to shambles
I make examples of you and eat a mouth full of your crew
The typa emcee you can't out-do
i'll battle you on the net, I'll battle you in the flesh
I'll battle you over the phone you can call me collect
I'll battle you over a blank check, I'll battle you wit a gun to my neck
I'll battle you standing over the toilet wit my dick out
i'll battle you juggling a hand grenade with the pin out
In a stolen car wit the fin number ripped out
Drinking a Guinness Stout doing a 360 spinout