Yeah, thats the beat there Im about to out with 100 bars On professional shit So dont try at home, yo, yo, yo, yo
My style of is ancient like Aztecs an' Mayans Because I recognize its all timin' Me an' my freestyle practicin' African Voodoo science In front of 20 bonfires
Lookin' skyward, May 5, 2000, the nine planetsll be in The arrival of the in the cockpit Of a starship the of the Hale Bopp comet
With Mercury ion An' a big ass 'Canibus comin' poster on the side of it Im known an' intergalactically why I got extraterrestrials that wanna battle me
They even tried kidnappin' me an' wouldve snatched me If their craft didnt get trapped in the Earths Engines started to fail, crashed into a field An' thats really what caused
Undercover operatives for Com 12 Disguised as a nigga, signed with a record Im off scale So all hail or get tossed towards Hell, whatever feel
niggas, confusin' niggas Like Chip Fu the Fu Schnickens Hit you with nuclear missiles the wild wolf growl Styles stockpiled for from the ground to the clouds
Whack niggas wanna be but its not allowed Interrupt the cipher unannounced an' youll get in the mouth With the southpaw southern Ill bust your shit, swell lip an' get the bubba shrimp
Back the shit, what a wimp You Goliath, niggas get shot with a rubber sling Im an experiment bad My on an encephalograph Show Im stark ravin' mad
Your scientific staffll get killed in a nuclear blast When I throw the formula in my hand Flammable in the lab explode An' you get stabbed with all the flyin'
to blow up commercial aircrafts Trained in weapons class to see how long a nigga's breathll last, I put him in a leather mask Spray his ass a can of pepper gas Then watch him his neck an' gag
Watch the choke to death as I laugh You wanna battle?, is the type of you should never ask Nigga, pick a task, see who the fuckll last Whoever losell get a solderin' up the ass
You need to recognize, my hand is than the eye Quicker than the 5 Jamiroquai drives A lifespan longer than 9 lives, infinite rhymes cant die A with a divine mind
I dedicate this to the wise, it to dames Dividin' into 100 ten times You cant deny the an offer Flows glow with Auroras the spark of light Water fly like a with the torque of a Porsche
Murder a million MCs, then autograph all of their Been gettin' it on since I been an' Im a live long An' Im a be gettin' it on till Im Look at all the stages I on, all the songs that I spit on
I took an oath to rip I get on A nigga like me should have carpal tunnel In the wrist from grippin' microphones this long Im just a fish in a big pond
An' pissed off whenever I get picked on try to flip an' get flipped on My march, a million strong Like the Nation of Islam, with suede on
hostile Fully troops dressed in frog suits an' night vision goggles A lynch mob, shittin' on niggas Drawn to a form with horns an' a mink on
Duckin' down low like Vietnam the Vietcong Screamin', when I see a bomb Speak to your leader, your arms You about a million more soldiers to even the odds
Plus 800,000 to consider a war An' 200,000 more to even look You better drop your flag an' My cavalry accompanied by a blizzard of wicked metaphors
An' smash Attach yall to the of my horse An' drag yall across the motherfuckin' 9 outta 10 niggas is
You know who you are always talkin' about your bitches an' cars Your jewelry an' your girls, its like we from two different You really get on my nerves 'Cause Im beyond them, on some cyborg shit
I close my eyes when I freestyle, so I could what picture crossed in Then raise my arms a sorcerer an' cast a fireball into the audience To your brain organs You feel like youve thrown in a microwave oven
I broil suckers an' hit em with some more shit The raw shit, call my reinforcements, the Horsemen Take a big piece of chalk an' draw a line across the pulpit I dare a to cross it
Ill even my man, Black Rob at two in the mornin' Tell him its important, tell him to call 3 way an' sing a Break your camcorders so you cant record it
Call the news, Ill kill reporters Start a lawsuit, Ill kill lawyers Fuck the soft shit an' what yall think My albums gold 'cause my was the bomb, shit
Yall got your ass beat 'cause you asked for it Got your taken an' put in a tabloid 'Cause you a man an' you like to touch boys You fuck 'em in the ass, then you em cash for it
Thats some sick shit, A hundred years ago, theyd have took you to see Sigmund You fraudulent, feminine, fragile as a is With an effortless blow, Ill crack whole skeleton
You think youre better Canibus, wheres the evidence? You got below average an' poor penmanship You need to the fuck up 'cause your breath stink Take fifty cents an' purchase a pack of
me? You never win You thought you was the nigga that could sneak a weapon in? Nigga, guess again, after Im finished wreckin' this shit Im a drink a bottle of Henney an' go fuck a lesbian