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Yo, yo, yo, now when you see that big ass c, you I'm comin through
And when you know I'm through, you know what i'ma do
I never sent to me, would be impossible
I just it's highly motherfucking improbable
You talkin to a nigga, split molecules
To subatomic particles, strong enough to a bull
Bodies slam, to oxygen, a mule
Urinating rocket fuel, freestylin over tunes
Rhymes by the thousands, rhymes for
I kick a rhyme longer than your whole album
Kickboxer, the shit out niggas proper
I beat 'em till they holler, 'em til the cops come
Beatin niggas til they have seizures, beat 'em til they start
Like fax machines they start receivin
'em til my own hands start bleedin
Beat 'em til they lungs stop breathing and heart stop beatin
12 am to 12 pm in the evening
With three 15 minute breaks in 'em
Good jesus, that's a really beatin
what you get for fuckin with this lyrical demon
Bloodstream's been, contaminated for
I got out of heaven for treason
Got cast out of the garden of eden for the reptillian beast in
Got up for a dui and speedin
A whole legion of half decent emcees get released
They spit a hundred bars for freedom
See I'm too nice to compete wit
Too nice to flow beats wit, too nice to hold a m I c wit
Off some diesel shit, I cold flip
And start to trees til they leafless
Inhale with two real deep breaths, hold my
Til the whole planet and then release it [release it]

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Yo, you as cold as us
Or as as us
you get thrown to the wolves, you get thrown to us
[when we in the warzone, we got the wit us]
'cause we rollin rough, when the soldiers
Either you roll wit us, or get blown to dust [ashes to and dust to

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Yo, yo, now for the last couple of months, been real quiet
'cause I heard shit worth buyin
I'm bout to show you niggas how I'm
The drive comes from my lyrics and my lyrics from my inner spirit
Five bringin the, faster than 12 engines with nitrogen in 'em
Faster than f-1 light pistons
Fast enough to give your brain an
'cause you niggas is slower than fat bitches with
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 him by the neck
And put his to the fan on the ceiling
Suffer real bad from television
him off the roof of a building and let the news film him
I hop in front of the cameras and tell 'em how I'm
I tell 'em how I that hip hop, should deal wit it
'em how I'm tired of the state rappers in
Ninety percent of the shit that rappers give is matter less
Not original, but blasphemous, just a of the same characters
the same videos, it's embarassing
You's in the same formal as the ? havel
You's are the same actors and actresses, same shit different
Face it nigga you wack as I'm snatchin your mic
I make you run for your life, in the daylight
That track you at night, my global is satellite
Got a infrared blaster to test your fahrenheit
you go, I track you through hail, sleet, or snow
I track you til you're seizure grows into a
Until you plaid 'em cornrows
Track you til your shoe soles develop
And you get, corns on your
Til teeth develop hollow coses
But you been goin so long deodorant you don't even notice it

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