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