my mouth was mechanically mechanized
my verbal weapon fires
a whole clip of rhymes before you could get off one round
can-i-bus will bust ya
apply enough pressure to crush ya
i pulverize muthafuckas and leave trees
laid out like hurricane debris 15 mega tons of TNT
the overseas block busta
bustin up blocks like the tungusta meteorite that hit Russia
comin from an underground I`ve discovered
a ground underneath the ground of all underground bunkers
dedicated for lunkers??
deeper than the laborers conducting excavation of the matrix
living in uninhabitable places
craters of a desert like oasis
where the sydonia faces as barren as Las Vegas a
s barren as the wombs of women who use artificial insemination
as barren as Utah`s salt lake city basin
as barren as ancient Egypt before irrigation
a five star chef makin mouth watering creations
with blood stains on my apron
i put the heads of wack emcees in my oven and bake `em
dip garlic bread sticks in their eye sockets and taste `em
its not really that odd
when you consider part of the Asian culture loves to eat dog,
feline cats with their claws, paws and all
Caucasians eat frogs
African Americans eat the hog
Hindus bow to the floor and worship cows and rats as gods
but i raised the arts spit rhymes towards mars
and beyond to the nearest binary star
my metaphors be killing you harshly instead of softly
girls offer me ass to autograph their glossies
niggas want to know how much it would cost to get on a song with me
5,000 pounds and a pack of smarties
I`ll be at the studio in a heart beat
call 2-7-9 and 2-7-9 will call me
if its all peace I`m there
but if it ain`t don`t bother holdin` your breathe waitin` for me to appear
thats senseless like jimi hendrix with ten broken fingaz
or third time offenders beggin` for forgiveness
after the crimes been committed and they been sentenced
and some skinheads bend you over the weight benches
out in the yard surrounded by barbed-wire fences
while the CO`s blow kisses and bare witness
then drag you to the infirmary to get stitches
by a doctor with unsterile needles and scissors
that gets the shivers everytime he has to treat niggas
while the female nurse assistants take color pictures
there ain`t an emcee as wicked as canibus is
my bar count is way over six figures
and i`m tired of all these wack niggas
and wack wiggers with wack lyrics
bring that shit to the rap Olympics
and duel to the death with your opponents
like the early Romans and bask in your victorious moment
start flipping I`ll bite the head of some white pigeons
in front of a congregation of born again christians
doing shows in hell the four horsemen will perform
as the opening act for ozzie ozsborne
do a couple of songs to keep the crowd hot for him
bust a shot in the air keep the mouth of the glock warm
canibus is to ill its hard to ignore him
Top Of The Pops, probably the first time you saw him
I`ve been in the UK for a couple of days
i like to have a cup of hot chocolate and an english muffin with eggs
fuck with me and see if i`m as real as i said
i`ll put 279 guns to your head
and keep pullin and pullin and pullin
and pullin and pullin for no reason
so don`t start none there won`t be none.... aight
