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

a stupid ass question motherfucker, is Canada cold?
Bout a thousand degrees than liquid nitro is
thousand degrees hotter than flame throwers
I reflect light, bounce off walls and mics

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

With G-forces violent to crush your ribs
Like pilots that fly 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 the illest shit, spray paintin' my name across the pyramids
The rap terrorist, Emeritus
Fuck fruit I was eating pussy in Genesis

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Electromagnetic cassettes melt tape
Niggaz battle in space, to hold it down
But they can't cause weightless
Amateur swordsmen gets stabbed through they face
to escape death

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

Fuck y'all, y'all, fuck y'all