[Canibus] DJ Premier on the boards Can-I-Bus on the bars with the Lyrical Law Just listen to the rhymes, don't behave cruel to be kind And I'ma show you how I'm nice with mines Forced to start from scratch to rhyme from the heart when I rap Looking forward to not looking back I spit supernatural, look out for the planet sized shrapnel Rip the Jacker bout to get at you Ripping: Seek & Destroy the motherf**ing beat mission The rugged rude boy rasta on roids tripping Martial arts for the mind, Mandelbrot Hip Hop design You don't understand, stop trying! The Hip Hop conglomerate, we legends putting it down You got to honor it, f** the politics The B-2 bomb pilot waiting for that long silence Then I will diagnose with tinnitus The cuneiform symbols on my uniform tell you what I been through n***a, i wish it was that simple The Master Gunnery Combatant blasting mixtape a**a**in Cptn. Cold Crush get it cracking Heat it up till the bones blacken My microphone double action, I grab it, switch to automatic The savage spitting it rapid, I ricochet 7.62 Jacket Full Metal Gold Plaque cla**ics [Chorus x2: Canibus] I take it back, back to the Golden Era of Rap When it was exactly that Not specifically jams in the park But when emcees used to talk with advanced thought