Patriots

I make your bitch crew shit stools
I put a pistol in your mouth to pull then I feed you to the pit bulls
Don't even talk about guns
The only 9 you got is a 5 dollar bill and 4 ones

So I don't give a fuck what none of y'all niggas say
'Cause anything that can't penetrate ricochets
Rhyming with me on a record?
You might as well have died and went to hell instead of heaven 'cause
My rhyme weapon is like a medieval torture method
Your 4 limbs tied to four horses all pulling in different directions

In this profession I get busy without a question
Seeing me is like seeing a vampire's reflection
Fast or slow flows connect like electrodes
I make cassette tape decks blow when I'm in wreck-mode
Explode leaving areas abandoned
With more radiation behind than spots UFO's landed in

Is that all soldier?
Yes, sir
Is there anything you need?
No, sir
Report back to me before the briefing, at ease
Are you a Navy Seal?
Yes, sir
Then say it like you mean it
Tell them who free from the Navy Seal Team is

Free be the one rocking shit
Special operatives
Specializing in weapons diagnostic
My survival tactics be drastic
Like Rambo I'm straggling niggas with my bow and arrow elastic

Whoever said you couldn't be 5 feet and thoroughbred
Never witnessed the cerebral cortex in my head
How many gigabytes does your hard drive hold?
Or does your hard drive fold, once the signal hits the node?

Beyond mission control the theory behind your thought
Marie Antoinette, behead me, I still rock
While you choke and suffocate I'll be on testosterone
I'm known to breaking levels down to the values unknown

A specimen with extraterrestrial estrogen
Kick your intestines in, sell your testicles to Mexicans
I bring the force like a nutcracker, annihilate rhyme hackers
Navy Seal linebacker
The last set of pits remain unclaimed
So if you buck against free you better tattoo your name on your teeth

I disintegrate those that oppose
Disintegrate hoes with they assholes in they nose
I suppose you wanna run your mouth like acasinette
I put bitch niggas to rest in a bitch bassinet

Is that all soldier?
Yes, sir
Is there anything you need?
No, sir
Report back to me after the briefing, at ease

Are you a patriot?
Sir, yes sir
Then say it like you mean it
Tell them who Canibus from the Navy Seal Team is
I'm the meanest muthafucka on this whole Navy Seal Team
And I can kill anything if it bleeds or breathes

Calling all bitch ass niggas and bitch ass bitches
I got a howitzer bigger than any 4/5 is
Rapping is a raw business
But as an individual I'm as different as anybodys fingerprint is

And foreign is a form of the antonym
Put me in the same category you would put Marilyn Manson in
Bugging like a satanic evangelist
Jogging butt-naked down sunset Boulevard in Los Angeles

Every MC in your crew will get ruined or wounded
You talk the bullshit and you to scared to do shit
I'm the type of nigga that will prove it, produce shit
I spent so much time in the studio I had to move in

A soldier, who his practices West Indian opia
I can drink the poison from a king cobra
'Cause long after y'all are dead and gone
I'll survive the nuclear holocaust like a roach [Incomprehensible]

Is that all soldier?
Sir, yes sir
Is there anything you need?
No, sir
Report back to me after the briefing, at ease