Canibus - Chaos Lyrics
[verse 1] *acapella*Yo yo yoNow aint nobody *****in wit the mastermindIm like einstein, a hundred and fifty times magnifiedNickel and teslin, jon von neumanAll wrapped up in the body in one humanI rhyme the tightest, shine the brightestI blind the optic fibers in anybodys irisWhen it comes to rappin, Ill smash your assWhether you latin, black or anglo-saxonIll smack you wit a backhandThat crack your back like chiropractors after lookin at your catscanIn between albums, Ive become a masked man like batmanAnd stalk my own rap fansIm like a madman fightin a warThrowin lightning rods, swingin lightning swordsBlow you away wit a force thatll leave your body lostGone, nothin to mourn, nothin to do a autopsy onI rock till I cant rock no moreTill I cant get no motha*****in props no moreTill they boo me on stage when Im out on tourTill 2000 b.c. aint hot no moreIm a dragon wit the head of a lion, jaws be like saws grindinClaws rip through walls of cast ironI slap fire outta hoodlum, pull out steel and start shootinI clap iron like duke nukeumTry to attack bis, you get your face stompedFlatter than a compact disc wit black timbsFlatter than a yankee baseball cap rimFlatter than the knife *jigga* stabbed un wit[chorus]If you the first nigga that laughIll blow you in halfThe first nigga to talk trashIma blow you in halfThe first nigga to show your assIll blow you in halfThe first timell be your lastCuz ima blow you in half[verse 2]Yo check it *beat comes in*I destroy your whole city block when Im ready to rockBlow the speaker box, magnetically shielded or notMagnetically energy poppin gates of radio wavesOscilate lyrics and beats copulate to pop your tapeManipulatin space in large proportionsMillions of brain organs get lost when I start talkinAbout shit like supernatural forcesGnomes and theories and superstring theoriesMost of you motha*****ers barelyEven understand the english language, much less think clearlyWhen I die, will I go to heaven or hellOr will I end up in a place called the van allen beltI researched my roots, lookin for proofThe best place to hide a lie is between two truthsThe aftermath of a nuclear blastWhen the average death sentence becomes a dead paragraphI dig a 5 by 9 rectangle in the grassReach your epitab and bury your assAs the coffin gets lowered into the ground slowlyIll sing all of your greatest hits, oldies on karaokeChorus 2x
