Canibus - 100 Bar Beast lyrics

[Verse 1: Canibus] Javelins hawk within striking distance Alert to the sounds we hear, the rapid response verses in the air I smell the tobacco, we know that you're here So does the white tail buck and the black bears What the f** gave you the right? To come into the wilderness just to pick a fight? Whatever jurisdiction you from we rip mics The B-line of blood trail in the dim light Back to the k** site Come here city boy, I hear you're real nice Surrounded by dark so far from the city lights Stop browsing, sniff downwind cowards You pissed yourself, you smell more foul than public housing Hardcore, parkour, tear off your car doors Fire-breathing gargoyles, eating hyenas, charbroiled Alien tongues long sharp but called predator claws I rip through the Kevlar for your heart 'Till your lower body support lost The large carnivore Spitboss Beowulf rip your torsos off Float like the flying Albatross, part Mothman part wasp Ambush armour transport to the marsh Javelin Fangz, Germaine's bombing raid campaign My hands change when I drink Beowulf bane You ain't seen nothing nearly as strange Blurry as alien planes, still in the frame but nearly out of range Canines, Sons of Cain, impervious to pain Numb off c**aine, ripping railroad tracks off trains Deranged batsh** insane, rhymes liquefy brains Daydreaming of rain, smoke haze and stargaze AKs spray photon rage, Sharpshooter sharp fangs Heart pumpin' napalm through coarse veins Speak to barmaids, breath reeks of Grand Marnier She says, "come on behave", I remove my dark shades Eyes buried behind wrinkles like Shar Peis I got a scarface from back in my dog days The posttraumatic microphone mechanic Leave the habitat damaged when I rat-a-tat that ratchet You f**ing with the Sharpshooter Masters *beat change* [Canibus] When the missile is aimed to blow you out of the frame Some will still remember it was done by Germaine In the beginning I made lyrics, now lyrics make me You're listening to Rip The Jacker II: Infinity This rhyme can outlive your whole lifetime Be waiting for you on the other side when you arrive Surround you with a layer to the left, to the right To the front to the back, with a rap and a mic For satellite rappers delight, you battle for your life You battle from sunrise to off white moonlight The cedar wood burns, my heating is rightfully earned I take you on a journey through the words In the mind, hold your hand with an infinite rhyme For a time I know it makes you shy, but that's fine Come along with me, let me show you how hard it can be To spit like the 100 Bar Beast An extra large dosage of the dopeness How can I be anything but focused as the spitbar soldier The rhyme equity above quota Sometimes I go over with more bars than the beat goes for Walk around confused, listening to tunes Music is my muse, Can-I-Bus this abuse? Put blades to your bones like the Autobiography of Kirk Jones Nah, I just work for him I will be redeemed for the destruction of the Hip Hop regime For how it was remembered and seen Mission requires a plan, armed personnel and staff But tradition demands I be a more primitive man Three standard 16s; fade the record at 3:35 Grim reaper axe, kick to your spine Pound after pound, I come stomp on your brain Spit fire like I drink hot sauce from a drain [Chorus x4: Canibus] When the missile is aimed to blow you out of the frame Some will still remember it was done by Germaine [Canibus] When the missile is aimed to blow you out of the frame That's when you know your times up Germaine Don't forget you nice, you fit the right archetype Beating n***as to d**h and beating dead n***as to life