[canibus]

Yosittin on chromesittin on low pro 20 inch firestones

Grippin the road with the wickedest flow'bis is a pro

I zigzag throughout sly loam

Accelerate and decelerate in and out the cones

Poisonous poems travel through walkman headphones

Into your dome osteoperosis your bones

Who's the nicest nigga you know in the year two triple-oh

Spit turn to icicles in the mid air and slit your throat

Drain your carcass dry rip out your heart bitch

I write rhymes using your blood for my ink cartridges

Paleoanthropologistspolish the bones

Of rapper artist after I dip in my hydrochloric waters

Canibuswith the seams burstinperfect

Everyday the earth spins I write verses

My soul purpose as a verbalistis to make my words twist

And connect like letters when they're in cursive



Chorus: repeat 4x



I'll pray on themspray on them

First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning



[canibus]

YoyoI'm faster than leopards running across the vast desert

In twenty-two yards per second to catch me to daily delicatessen

With thirty minutes to eat'emforty minutes to digest 'em

And fifty minutes for it to pass through my intestines

So ask yourself a question - can the canibus rhyme? 

Is a fuckin porcupine half swine? 

No time to make up your mindyou wanna run or die? 

Clip you while you're running bytrip you up from behind

My rhymesconfuse niggas like somebody try to gang-bang

Wearin a blue shirt and red pants

Throwin up signs with their left hand

Standin out on the corner of wetlands

With a confederate flag for a headband

God dam eggplantsniggas gettin me vexed man

Cause I'm surrounded by garbage like fred sav

And I can't seem to get away from it

I dreamed that I stabbed leviathan through the stomachand ate from it

In my past life I slayed hundredsand in the life before that

I played trumpetsto warn you that I was comin

There's one billion ways to dieand I already tried

Nine-hundred million nine hundred and ninety nine

When I aim and fire my rhymeslike a hundred cannon balls flying

Striking you one at a timein a parallel line

Why the art of emceein is steady dyin

That nigga canibus is still in his primebust a rhyme



Chorus: repeat 4x



I'll pray on themspray on them

First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning



[canibus]

Club dodgeI wrecked that

Limelightcursed that

EnvyI murdered that

Club sohonever heard of that

Wetlandsdried it up

Cheatersdecided to clubfired up

Looking for a chicken to tie up

Club new yorkI heard it's hot there

Beats be rocking there

Too many niggaz be getting stabbed and shot there

SpeedI slowed it down

The tunnelthey hold it down

Home of the undergroundwhy they always close it down

Century clubthe hot shit

House of bluesI rocked it

One twelve atlthat's the dirty south bomb shit

Synagogueyeah I be there

Caribbean cityroll deep there

Lyricist loungethey be some real emcees there

There there {*fades out*}