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Yo, yo, if I had half as bars in gold
As I had in when I flowed
I'd be the man on the globe
Niggaz know is Canibus gold?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Yo, yo, yo, I the metaphysical
Power to hold my breath for an hour
Continuously breathin' outward, you an MC you a coward
I make wack rappers lose control of bladders

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

Electromagnetic melt tape decks
Niggaz battle in space, tryin' to hold it
But they can't cause they
Amateur gets stabbed through they face mask
Trying to escape

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

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