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Yo, yo, if I had half as many bars in
As I had in lyrics I flowed
I'd be the richest man on the
wanna know is Canibus gold?

That's a ass question motherfucker, is Canada cold?
a thousand degrees lower than liquid nitro is
Five thousand degrees hotter than throwers
I reflect light, bounce off walls and mics

Disconnect your windpipe by cuttin' your with a knife
Rip through, everything tissues to blood vessels
My Ninjitsu, kill you with the art of
I zig zag, zig a kid

With G-forces enough to crush your ribs
Like that fly Russian MIG
Comin' to you pigs
a fuck who you is, nigga, Canibus in ya biz

From the lowest in the planet to Mt. Everest
I kick the shit, spray paintin' my name across the pyramids
The rap terrorist, Professor
Fuck forbidden fruit I was pussy in Genesis

What you got niggaz that's to brawl?
I'll give you the phone card and the to make a call
What the fuck y'all bitch niggaz actin' y'all tuff for?
We'll stuff y'all, uppercut y'all, y'all
On we break arms, legs, backs and jaws
Enough to cancel your tour
(Fuck y'all)

Now I said it once and say it a thousand times
I got of rhymes, the rechargeable alkaline kind
You wanna a piece of mind? Fine, we can it outside
Otherwise you're wastin' your time, cause shine

For the one triple 9, gamblin' damage they eyes
Goin' blind, tryin' to keep up with lyrical lines
The type of nigga you can't flow behind without a rhyme
You fuck around and get clotheslined you nosedive

We can fair and square or fair in the sphere
Anyplace, anywhere, you niggaz don't a prayer
'Cause is near, faggot niggaz is scared
They stand and stare as I appear upon a of air
a long white beard flamin', hot enough to sunburn Satan

Hotter than white takin' vacation
Out in out in the sun bathin', sun bakin' in gamma ray radiation
'Til they skin color look cajun, motherfuckers agin' to the point
Where they faces shrivel up raisins and they become cancer patients

What you got that's ready to brawl?
I'll give you the phone card and the celly to a call
What the fuck y'all bitch niggaz actin' like y'all for?
We'll stuff y'all, y'all, confront y'all
On stage we arms, legs, backs and jaws
Enough damage to your tour
(Fuck y'all)

Yo, yo, yo, I manipulate the
Power to hold my breath for half an
breathin' outward, you ain't an MC you a coward
I make wack rappers lose control of bladders

And piss in they trousers, pussy possum niggaz play dead
While my heat waves hit, and verbal evaporate shit
Water get transformed to vapors
My lyrics the Pacific into a dry lake bed

cassettes melt tape decks
Niggaz in space, tryin' to hold it down
But they can't they weightless
Amateur swordsmen gets stabbed they face mask
Trying to death

A world the whole globe will contract Ebola
drinkin' spring water darker than Coca-Cola
Human AIDS, computers with Y2K
I rock counter clockwise until doomsday

Fuck y'all, fuck y'all, fuck