Yo, yo, yo Now you see that big ass 'C', you know I'm comin' through And when you I'm comin' through, you know what I'ma do I never said that me would be impossible I just think it's highly improbable You to a nigga that can split molecules particles, strong enough to stop a bull Body-slam two oxes and a mule Urinatin' rocket fuel, freestylin' Gospel tunes
Rhymes by the thousands, for hours I could kick a rhyme longer than your whole The kickboxer, beatin' the shit out niggaz I beat 'em till they holla, 'em till the cops come Beatin' niggaz till have seizures, beat 'em till they start screamin' Like fax machines when they receivin' 'em till my own hands start bleedin' Beat 'em till they lungs breathin' and they heart stop beatin'
From 12 a.m. to 12 p.m. in the With three 15 minute in between 'em Good Jesus, that's a real West Indian That's you get for fuckin' with this lyrical demon My bloodstream's been contaminated for I got out of heaven for treason Got cast out of the of Eden For the reptilian beast in Got locked up for a DUI and
A whole legion of half-decent emcees'll get released They a hundred bars for they freedom See I'm much too to compete with Too nice to flow over with, too nice to hold a M I C with Off some diesel Hercules shit, I flip And start to punch trees they leafless Inhale with two real deep breaths, my breath Till the planet suffocates and then release it (Release it)
Yo, you as cold as us or as bold as us When you get thrown to the wolves, you get to us 'Cuz we rollin' rough the soldiers rush Either you roll us or get blown to dust
Yo, you ain't as cold as us or as as us we in the war zone we got the chrome with us 'Cuz we rollin' rough when the soldiers Either you roll us or get blown to dust (Ashes to ashes and to dust)
Yo, yo Now for the couple of months things been real quiet 'Cuz I ain't heard shit worth I'm 'bout to you niggaz how I'm driven The comes from my lyrics And my lyrics from my inner spirit Vibratin' and spinnin', faster than engines With nitrogen in 'em, faster than F-1 pistons Fast to give your brain an aneurysm 'Cuz you niggaz is slower fat bitches metabolism
The way I rip the competition when I be spittin' The name Canibus might as well be Show me a man can't feel him I'll show you a man that'll grab him by the And put his to the fan on the ceilin' Suffer real, 'Banned from television' Drop him off the roof of a and let the news film him I hop in of the cameras and tell 'em how I'm feelin' I 'em how I feel that hip hop, should deal with it
Tell 'em how I'm of the state rappers in Ninety percent of the shit that rappers kick is matter-less Not original, but blasphemous, a bunch of the same characters Shootin' the videos, it's embarassin' Usin' the formulas to have a hit Usin' the same actors and actresses, same shit different Face it, nigga, you wack as shit, I'm snatchin' mic I make you run for your life, chill the daylight
Then track you at night, my global is satellite Got a infrared lens to test your body's Wherever you go, I track you hail, sleet, or snow I track you till you're seizure into a afro Until you 'em into cornrows Track you till shoe soles develop holes And you get on your toes Till your teeth halitosis But you goin' so long without deodorant You don't notice, motherfucker
Yo, you ain't as cold as us or as as us When you get to the wolves, you get thrown to us 'Cuz we rough when the soldiers rush Either you roll with us or get to dust
Yo, you ain't as as us or as bold as us When we in the war-zone we got the chrome us 'Cuz we rollin' rough when the rush Either you roll us or get blown to dust (Ashes to ashes and to dust)
You ain't as cold as us or as as us When you get thrown to the wolves, you get to us 'Cuz we rollin' rough the soldiers rush Either you roll us or get blown to dust
Yo, you ain't as cold as us or as as us we in the war-zone we got the chrome with us 'Cuz we rollin' rough the soldiers rush Either you roll us or get blown to dust (Ashes to and dust to dust)