(Canibus)
I came out to L.A. to see Tech and Sway
Like the Enola Gay to drop a bomb over the bay
My A&R is an R&A, a real asshole
'Cause he sat in first-class and put me in the back row
You know what I'm saying
I got rhymes worthy of the Nobel Peace Prize Ribbon
I should just log on and carbon copy the world with them
2000 B.C. my CD is shots
Like two hundred thousand volts, DC repeatedly
Two thousand CC's of liquid weed
Injected into the arms of all you Hip-Hop fiends
The dominant lyrical armament
My submarine is under water with launch coordinates to sink cargo ships
Soon as the radar glitch I charge with a blitz
Break your jaw with a fist, fix the scar with a stitch
Break your legs and arms, make you crawl like a Crip
Then bone your bitch raw, sprinkle salt on my dick
Bust off on her tits, tell her, 'lick it off quick'
Then you come home and give her a long kiss on the lips
Give the Psychic Hotline a call, nigga, quick
She's cheating on you, that's what the tarot cards predict
Can't mess with the mastermind
I'm like Einstein a hundred and fifty times magnified
Nikola Tesla and John von Neumann
All wrapped up in the body of one human
I rhyme the tightest, shine the brightest
I'll blind the optic fibers of anybodies iris
When it comes to rapping I'll smash your ass
Whether your Latin, Black or Anglo Saxon
I'll smack you with a backhand
Then crack your back like chiropractors after looking at your CAT scan
In between albums I'll become a masked-man like Batman
And stalk my own rap fans
I'm like a madman fighting a war
Throwing lightning rods, swinging lightning swords
Blow you away with a force that'll leave your body lost
Gone, nothing to mourn, nothing to do an autopsy on
I'll rock till I can't rock no more
Till I can't get no goddamn props no more
Till they boo me on stage when I'm out on tour
Till 2000 B.C. ain't hot no more
I'm a dragon with the head of a lion
Jaws be like saws grinding, claws rip through walls of cast iron
I slap fire out of hoodlum, pull out steel and start shooting
I clap iron like Duke Nukem
Try and attack 'Bis
Face stomped flatter than a compact disc with black Timbs
Flatter than a Yankee baseball cap rim
Flatter than the knife Jigga stabbed Un with
You know what I'm saying?
'Cause ya'll suckers is so fake you make me want to smash your whole face
Hit you so hard my hand breaks and my shoulder dislocates
You ever heard the sounds your bones make when they break?
It's like stomping on a whole crate of porcelain plates
I'll run over your skull with a tank, rip out your guts with a shank
Then bite you with poisonous fangs for trying to rhyme with the champ
Sucker you can't, you shouldn't even try to
Half the square root of my IQ is beyond you
So when you see me on the street
You better not say a goddamn thing to me 'cause nigga you pink-pussy
I've got some live niggas with me with trigger happy fingers of fury
Put one in your skully and five in your belly
'Cause whenever rhymes fly like bullets in drive-bys
I catch them and throw them back like Miami Jai Alai
I cock mine, spin counter-clockwise, shoot five
Three miss you, two hit you, one in the leg, one in the thigh
Now you're on the floor immobilized
Screaming that you never wanted to die till I put one in your eye
Canibus was old-school before niggas talked about jewels
Before engineers was using Pro Tools
I make my own rules no matter what I flow to
Start a vacuum in the mic-booth the way my goddamn tongue moves
Type of shit that makes niggas disgruntled
Charged enough to jump to, go outside and bust their guns to
Radiate like plutonium rods that glow
Geiger-counters drum roll when I start to flow
A patriarch with the heart of Napoleon Bonaparte
Stomp across continents to conquer my art
I'm a millennium lyricist, Area 51 physicist
Rhymes hot enough to melt the wax off the turntable before the DJ even starts spinning it
My raps could melt the wax right off the back of Kid Icarus
Sharper than the shit you shank niggas with
Sharper than scissor tips, sharper than rings on RZA's fists
I can spit the words quicker than the average man
I can embarrass a man, bite you with fangs and mangle your hand
With King Tech and Sway the Canibus can
The Canibus came with the stamina to damage a man
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