No other than Canibus on the microphone //
No other than Canibus on the mic // This got to be the biggest track I've ever touched in my life // Like the club can't breathe "˜cause I'm clutching too tight // You "˜bout to see a live Canibus eruption tonight // Thugs in black, bitches in white // I've got the olive green marine fatigues off, sensitive like // Took my time with the rhyme to build, I'm alive and well // Take a chance baby, not Chanel // She come check me at the telly in a mini with the longest L // As soon as she got there, the block got cleared // The bitch volunteered brains, and she didn't stop there // Hot and fierce, she was not prepared // Poundin' her upside-down from the top of the stairs // "˜Til the pressure started popping her ears // She thought it would last forever but I told her I was dropping this year //
I can't stay long, I'm on my way to the bank // But while I'm here I'd like to thank // Canibus supporters, they knew the time // Ask them, "˜Whose the nigga with the dopest rhymes? // Yo, bring it back one more time // And ask them, "˜Whose the nigga with the dopest rhymes? // I bus' lines like public transportation // The rhymes always on time when I say shit // I'll give you vertigo, murder the flow // My voice travel like that smell when they burnin' the "˜dro // On the tour bus they searching the coach // In the airport they searching my coat, they say they searching for dope // 'Legal Drug Money' stickers on the back of my bag // The only artifacts from my past that I still have // I'm a brand new man, with a brand new plan // Talking to bitches nude-tanning in the Cancun sands //
I play the nine, you play the target // You all know my name so I guess I'll just start this // I'm so swift and that's a natural fact // I'm like Rip, I'll mark a "˜C' on your back // Yo, follow me into a solo, to get the flow // That you can picture like a photo // They say I'm shallow, I never learned to swim // But they mention my name "˜cause I got the urge to win // Tell me who's your weed man, how you smoke so good? // You're a superstar baby, why you still in the hood? // Damn, I hate to brag but you know I'm good // If a mic was a gun I'd be "˜Bis Eastwood //