(Canibus)
I go to war
I keep it raw
I go hard
I go to war
I spar
I keep it raw
I go hard
(Canibus)
I make your weak crew release stool
I put a pistol in your mouth and pull, then I feed you to the pit-bulls
Don't even talk about guns
The only nine you got, is a five dollar bill and four ones
So I don't really care what y'all hypenoholics say
Because anything that can't penetrate ricochets
Rhyming with me on the record?
You might as well had died and went to hell instead of heaven
‘Cause my rhyme weapon is like a medieval torture method
Your four limbs tied to four horses, all pulling in different directions
In this profession I get busy without a question
Seeing me is like seeing a vampires reflection
Fast or slow flows connect like electrodes
I make cassette tape decks blow when I'm in wreck-mode
Explode leaving areas abandoned
With more radiation behind than the spots UFO's landed in
(Canibus)
I go to war, with the best of them
I spar, with the best of them
I keep it raw, with the best of them
I go hard, with the best of them
I go to war, with the best of them
I spar, with the best of them
I keep it raw, with the best of them
I go hard, with the best of them
I go to war, with the best of them
I spar, with the best of them
I keep it raw, with the best of them
I go hard, with the best of them
I go to war, with the best of them
I spar, with the best of them
I keep it raw, with the best of them
I go hard
(Canibus)
Can I Bus, will bust off before the coin toss
Then I rip your loin cloth off, look how small your genitals are
You got a Napoleon complex, barber shop gossip
Says you used to grab your ankles in jail for all the convicts
Lap dancing quadriceps, as fruity as a Pina Colada
On a tropical island in the Bahamas
Trying to win a bikini contest
Them skeletons in your closet got flesh on them and they smell rotten
Trying to battle, is like standing on a launch pad
In Cape Canaveral with me in the astronaut capsule
Ready to blast you, on a journey to space
Ready to turn your whole face into sirloin steak
Comparable to questions the Bible
How is it possible that the model ship fit through the neck of a bottle?
A Congo in this concrete jungle
Pull out your tonsils and stomp you into the Earth like fossils
(Canibus)
I go to war, with the best of them
I spar, with the best of them
I keep it raw, with the best of them
I go hard, with the best of them
I go to war, with the best of them
I spar, with the best of them
I keep it raw, with the best of them
I go hard, with the best of them
I go to war, with the best of them
I spar, with the best of them
I keep it raw, with the best of them
I go hard, with the best of them
I go to war, with the best of them
I spar, with the best of them
I keep it raw, with the best of them
I go hard
(Canibus)
I'm the meanest master of the ceremony on this whole team
And I can kill anything if it bleeds or breathes
Calling all front-line infantry forces on a mission
I got a Howitzer bigger than any Four-Fifth is
Rapping is a raw business
But as an individual I'm as different as anybody's finger print is
If boring is the norm, I'm the antonym
Put me in the same category you would put Marilyn Manson in
Bugging like a satanic evangelist
Jogging butt naked down Sunset Boulevard in Los Angeles
Every emcee in your crew will get ruined or wounded
You talk the bullshit, and be too scared to do shit
I'm the type of cat that would prove it, produce shit
Spent so much time in the studio I had to move in
A soldier, who practices West Indian Obia
I can drink the poison from a king cobra
Cause long after y'all are dead and gone
I survive the nuclear holocaust like a roach arthropod
Is it all soldier?
Sir, yes sir
Is there anything you need?
Sir, no sir
Report back to me before the briefing, at ease //
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