Luyện nghe bài hát The C-quel

[Overlapped lines from in the past]
(OVERLAP 1)
"I'll battle you on the net, I'll battle you in the
I'll you over the phone you can call me collect"

"Verbally viscious, gifted,
Took a to exhibit that I'm sick with it"

"Have you any idea what do to crews like you
How many niggaz in my I've ran through"

"At 1000 degrees I make Emcees melt,
Fuck my record I appear courtesy of myself"

"Canibus is the type to for mics,
beatin' niggaz to death and beatin' niggaz to life"

"While you is babblin' my lyrics is travelin'
like a to stab you in the abdomen"

"The intellectual athelete accurately so rapidly,
Yet he makes perfect mathematically"

"I walk the withe the G-Lock, C-ocked,
get the DR-op on the C-ops"

"The is a animal with a mechanical mandible
comin' to you spittin' understandable slang at you"

"Rhymes off the inner walls of my lungs
and go past the tongue faster bullets come out of guns

"Whenever the head is severed from the body
with a sharp enough weapon the brain remains for 10 seconds"

"What's the matter with ya'll, spatter ya'll,
against the muthafuckin' wall with raw lyrics I catapault

"I'll hop into the seat of a cab and rhyme,
Till the says 9, 9, 9, 9!!!"

(Verse 1)
Yea, the C-Quel, the C-Quel, Yo!
I'm hardcore from the follicles in my pores
To every pore in my skull
Hard from my mouth to my
>From my to my torso where my organs are stored
And from my balls in my to the floor
I pray to God they hurry up and start the World War
So I can World War 4 and murder us all
I don't give a fuck if you rich or you
Don't give a fuck if you got ya' in the Source of Forbes
I don't give a who won an award
On stage thank God I'll chop ya' tongue off wit' a sword
Let blood pour all on the floor
If it a cordless, you gettin' punched in the jaw and hung wit' the cord
I'll leave ya' corpse as a board
Like meat tryna' thaw then bury you under the morge
Gettin' in my way is like in front of a car
Breakin' the barrier, that means the car is in front of the horn
By the time you hear it blowin', it's too to respond
By the you feel it hit chu, I'm gone
send ya' to hell where you belong
So by the time ya' body hits the
Ya' spirit be in it no more
Who flow for 4 minutes or more
Without breaks, without mistakes, flaws
I got millions of and I mastered'em all
A metaphor matador fast enough to make the bullcharge and crash in the

(OVERLAP 2)
"Whoever grabs the mic after get booed
Get everything in the club at you and ya' crew"

"I'm the illest alive, watch me prove it,
I'll snatch ya' crown with ya' still attached to it"

"I battle you the respect, I'll battle you a blank check
battle you with a gun to my neck"

"Ambushin' emcees, jumpin' out the trees Vietnamese
in fatigues with leaves"

"Next year, you'll be walkin' the "How Can I Be Down"
conference with a laminate, that "I Got Shitted-On By Canibus""

"Turn ya' head gimmie the cheddar,
I'd rather be a lion for a day than a who lives forever"

"Fuck ya'll, you impress me and no one can test me,
an so ill I got AIDS scared to catch me"

(Verse 2)
Canibus is what the hardcore is waitin' on
on what the fuck is takin' so long
Well I'm here now, verbal ass whippins to get shared out
Wack bout to get aired out
niggas get they ass teared out
Grab a man by his goatee and rip his fuckin' beard out
Cold beat a niggas ass like
Then bust a shot in the courtroom and watch it clear out
A hundred thousand mile
Metaphorically, I'll use a hundred styles and murder you orally
I took a lion on tour wit' me, him respect authority
him in the head for trynna' roar at me
Lyrics got my loyalty
And there nothin' on this God damn planet that's worth more to me
In the name of Hip-Hop niggas corner me
Torture me, me then stitch me up like embroidery
Way before gold-plated male and female
RCA jacks was used for clear playback
I was trynna' blaze ADATS, and if a nigga said my demo was
I'd his ass and took my tape back
"Yea nigga" "What? Yeah take that"
Anybody get outta' line, get they face
Quick fast, the Can-I-Bus'll yo' ass
Then I'll bust you a shotgun blast
It's not fun so I laugh
To me this rap shit is as serious as, the of a loved one
You know how you be sad
That's how I feel when I grab the microphone but niggas don't
Canibus is the illest killin' machine in the industry
For the 20th
Trapped in a max security
Sufferin' from a severe illness called (echoes)