Cla**ic Pak - October 23rd lyrics

[Verse: Canibus] Your rhymes are far from impressive You got me snoring and I'm not even a narcoleptic I gotta give you credit You look like a garbage pail kid descendent I used to collect them and I see the resemblance I'll give you ten cents for every time you spit ten bars Do it five times, you got enough to buy a candy bar Let me hear some more, you ripped it God Here's a penny, now get the f** out of my face, you fraud n***as better raise the standards, or get the f** off campus ‘Cause you can't even talk to Canibus Moved all over the place, I used to rhyme over Miami Ba** But kept moving state to state I'm a rogue, I'm a warrior on the road Like them CIA moles, living in shadows A highly hazardous negro, with a patented flow Crazier than a Hollywood actor would act on coke I ain't no joke, ask Rakim I wouldn't share the spotlight with anybody but him And the Four Horsemen, the Yang and Yin We open the can of big bang theory all over again As deadly as a cobra fang puncturing your blood vein Or Mad Max behind the wheel of a Mustang Puffing a hundred and twenty nine octane Enough thrust to achieve flight like prop-planes Armed to the teeth like tanks in Iran Driving like Terminator two through block lanes You wanna be a thug, you better watch it man Getting shot can't help u feel 2Pac's pain After the autopsy they'll just pull out your brain Put it in a jar you probably won't feel a thing They go straight to the pawn shop and pawn your bling This rap industry is such a morbid thing Country singers live different, their fans got more commitment They get bigger shipments, big difference It's a big fitness, and we can learn something Why would you want to rap forever and earn nothing I rap like the end of the earth is coming Grab the mic and act like I wanna murder something Cursing, fighting or busting like a drunken Russian Show me a wack emcee and I promise I'll bust him