(Canibus)
Yo, Yo
If I had half as many bars in gold, as I had in lyrics when I flowed
I'd be the richest man on the globe
Niggas want to know, "Is Canibus gold?"
That's a stupid ass question, motherfucker, is Canada cold?
By the thousand degrees lower than liquid nitro is
Five-thousand degrees hotter than flame-throwers
I reflect light, bounce off walls and wreck mics
Disconnect your windpipe, by cutting your neck with a knife
Rip through, everything from tissues to blood vessels
My ninjitsu, kill you with the art of Tenchu
I zigzag, zig, crushing the kid
With G-forces violent enough to crush your ribs like pilots that fly Russian MIG
Coming to punish you pigs
Give a fuck who you is, nigga, Canibus'll get biz
From the lowest point on the planet, to Mount Everest
I kick the illest shit, spray painting my name across the pyramids
The rap terrorist, Professor Emeritus
Fuck forbidden fruit, I was eating pussy in Genesis
(Canibus)
Fuck y'all
Fuck y'all
[Chorus]
(Canibus)
Yo, Yo
Now I said it once, and I'll say it a thousand times
I got thousands of rhymes, the rechargeable alkaline kind
You want a piece of mind? Fine, we can take it outside
Otherwise you're wasting you time, ‘cause I'ma shine, for the one triple-nine
Niggas gambling, damaged they eyes
Going blind, trying to keep up with these lyrical lines
The type of nigga you can't flow behind without a dope rhyme
You fuck around and get close-lined ‘til you nosedive
We can rhyme fair and square or fair in the sphere
Any place, anywhere, you niggas don't have a prayer
‘Cause Doomsday is near, faggot niggas is scared
They stand and stare as I appear upon a cushion of air
With a long white beard flaming, hot enough to sunburn Satan
Hotter than white people taking vacations
Out in Jamaica, out in the sun-bathing
Sun-baking in gamma-ray radiation ‘til they skin color look Cajun
Mother fuckers start ageing, to the point where they faces
shrivel up like raisins and they become cancer patients
(Canibus)
Fuck y'all
Fuck y'all
(Canibus)
Yo, Yo, Yo
I manipulate the metaphysical power to hold my breath for half an hour
Continuously breathing outwards
You ain't an emcee, you a coward
I make wack rappers lose control of they bladders and piss in trousers
Pink pussy possum niggas play dead, while my heatwaves hit
And verbal X-rays evaporate shit
Water molecules get transformed to vapours
My lyrics turn the Pacific into a dry lakebed
Electromagnetic cassettes melt tape decks
Niggas battling space, trying to hold it down, but they can't ‘cause they weightless
Amateur swordsmen get stabbed through they face mesh trying to escape death
A world where the whole globe will contract Ebola
From drinking spring-water darker than Coca-Cola
Humans with AIDS, computers with Y2K
I rock rhymes counter-clockwise until Doomsday
Fuck y'all, fuck y'all, fuck y'all
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