[Canibus]
Can-I-Bus, ripping them //
Forty-four curriculum syllabus caliber killing them, nigga //
[Canibus]
Y'all niggas want to fuck with the illest, you can't //
Y'all niggas want to talk about lyrics, you can't //
Watch me take it over the limit, "˜cause I gets busy as a motha fucker //
Give me a minute //
Y'all niggas want to fuck with the illest, you can't //
Y'all niggas want to talk about lyrics, you can't //
Watch me take it over the limit, "˜cause I gets busy as a motha fucker //
Just give me a minute //
[Canibus]
Yo //
This is cannibal rap, Canibus cancels your stats //
My vandals in black'll take a hammer to your mother fucking plaque //
A Mack eleven when I'm clapping a rap //
You can't battle that, your fans need to understand the facts //
You ain't even got the balls to rock on the track //
If you do, then do the damn thing //
And call your man back //
I treat you like a lab-rat, and shove a cactus up your ass crack //
Stop the bleeding with a Tampax //
In fact, you're so vain you probably think this rhyme is about you //
But really, nigga, I'm doing better than without you //
Lyrically, I'm a mouthful, throw blows too low to crouch too //
Pick a mic up and joust you //
Brainstream in the cranium, lyrical arithmo mania //
The creator of a greater sum //
Updated lungs were created by the pyramid builders //
With silvers injectors, equipped with K.N.N. filters //
To keep out the filth and the dust, when I bust, you hush //
Or I just sh-sh-shit you and flush //
You want Hip-Hop? Then yo, Canibus is a must //
Give a fuck if the shit flop, nigga, I still bust //
For real, I don't complain, I don't explain //
Been profane before I had a name in the game //
I spit a verse, delete out the curses //
Reverse it, and verse it, write it out in cursive //
I don't have to learn it, so if you want to teach, then teach //
But don't preach, if you got something to say, speak, but don't reach //
Yo, tell me what your problem is, why you mad at me? //
What's the big tragedy? Why you want to battle me? //
You the one with all the dough up in all the magazines //
Every time I look, your ugly ass is on the screen //
So what's the fascination with me? //
Rhymes aside, I'm a small fry, waiting for a little mic time //
Yo, all I do is write rhymes //
If a nigga, disrespect my mic, he disrespecting my pride //
I beat you and beat you, "˜till I defeat you //
If you beat me, then I'll regroup //
"˜Till the beef is on the meat-hook //
"˜Till the gas bleed from the juke //
And rap music is read in my book //
Curriculum carpet bombing leave the street shook //
If you want to get at Canibus, nigga, get in line //
The best rapper in the world reserves the right to decline //
[Canibus]
Y'all niggas want to fuck with the illest, you can't //
Y'all niggas want to talk about lyrics, you can't //
Watch me take it over the limit, "˜cause I gets busy as a motha fucker //
Just give me a minute //
Y'all niggas want to fuck with the illest, you can't //
Y'all niggas want to talk about lyrics, you can't //
Watch me take it over the limit, "˜cause I gets busy as a motha fucker //
Just give me a minute //
[Canibus]
Yeah, it's the lyrical landmine //
Got you mother fuckers on stand by //
Yo, Can-I-Bus? C.A.N.I.B.U.S. //
You know I'm the best //
Yeah, one time when we emcee //
Magazine clip never empty, motha fucker, don't tempt me //
The Brainstream, blazing the green //