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Canibus - Poet Laureate Lyrics

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  • Houston to Earth, watch the Ripper crucify you with verse,
  • My urethra to ya' uvula quenches ya' thirst,
  • Put ya' flames out with dry desert dirt, where leopards lurk,
  • Lock ya' soul down wit' a esoteric weapons search,
  • Strap a bomb to one of ya' labels’ record clerks
  • And activate it as soon as they get to work,
  • Ring the alarm, red alert nigga it gets worse,
  • Bypass security networks with select words,
  • Megahertz make nebulas reverse till ya' head bursts,
  • Call the press first, and ask' em who got the best verse,
  • Gimmie the respect I deserve,
  • If you are what you eat then it's obvious I can't eat what I'm worth,
  • Ya'll niggaz eat ***** and burp,
  • The other half of ya'll suck dick till ya' jaws and ya' neck hurt,
  • When you address me, nigga end ya' sentence with sir,
  • Critics went berserk and they ain’t even heard my best work,
  • See I broke into they mind by
  • Quietly goin thru they eardrum walls and hotwired they skulls,
  • Yeah I earned the name Canibus but what did it cost?
  • Battle rap is nothing but a serendipitous whore,
  • Niggaz probably be like what the phuk he dissin' him for?
  • Yeah he dissed me first but you were never informed,
  • I'm one of the top 5 nigga, my shit is tight nigga,
  • You heard it right nigga, I rock mics nigga,
  • But the limelight isn't were I belong,
  • The top four don't even look in the mirror no more,
  • If they did, I’d be in the mirror lookin' back at ‘em
  • Ready to grab' em, kidnap 'em, then put' em on my album,
  • I rip jackers, rip the time-space fabric,
  • Loop the future with the past tense lookin' for patterns,
  • Eradicate the Africans that sold Africans to Saxons,
  • And forced the blackman pay taxes,
  • Attack a wack ***** with countertactics,
  • Split ya' bullet proof chassis in half wit' a rapid gatlin,
  • And keep firin' at ya' till you trapped in,
  • Non-combatants scramble for helicopter extraction,
  • While I'm back at Fort Bragg braggin', how I tortured them faggots
  • And stabbed' em wit' Rip The Jacker daggers,
  • Slay dragons with old passages from black magic manuscripts
  • I found in the cabinet written in Arabic,
  • I'll translate the characters one by one the way Arafat’s tarot suggests,
  • Then I make terrorists threats thru ya' stereo set,
  • Various anthrax carriers sendin' sarin to the press,
  • With an imaginary address, Cani's the best,
  • Untraceable, ya' picture's unpaintable canvas is wet,
  • Lemmie dry you off wit' some of this fire I spit,
  • 26 years old nigga, look how I spit,
  • Been a microphone fiend since I was like 14,
  • my cuban uncle used to sell cocaine, Ok...
  • I'm reloaded you *****in' with the wrong MC,
  • Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease to the whole industry,
  • As potent as Hennessey that was distilled in Tennessee,
  • One shot scrambles ya' memory indefinitely,
  • Nowadays 100 bars ain't impressive to me,
  • I mean if you steppin' to me, do it intelligently,
  • You wanna' battle or you wanna' phuckin’ wrestle with me?
  • You ain't better than me, you just got an obsession with me,
  • Organic Canibus hybrid, the cake icing of rhymin,
  • As I grow older I get colder like the declining climate
  • On earths environment, entirely tireless,
  • My rhymes come from a higherness of wireless dialect,
  • Scientists from Sirius B designed my specs,
  • I astrally project during hightened sex,
  • Chakras connect, doctors inspect
  • What they can't possibly interpet yet,
  • That's why they revert to threats,
  • They curse and throw fits,
  • They like immature Earth cadets lookin' like Captain Kirk in a dress,
  • Lyrically I'll step on you, rip on you,
  • Then I'll defecate what I just digested on you,
  • I'm better than you, I'm better than you, I'm better than you,
  • Just to get the checkered flag I'll put the pressure on you,
  • Put the extra effort on you,
  • Write a muthaphukin' letter to you and them editors too,
  • Threatenin' you,
  • Detectives check ya' mail and ya' messages too,
  • You can take this verbal slashin' I left as a clue,
  • I execute the type of wickedness the devil approves,
  • Which basically means I could do whatever with you,
  • I'm a rap music mutant, wit' a cool name,
  • Misconstrued fame, but I spit butane,
  • Blue flames outta' giant CO2 tanks,
  • Demagnetized memory banks, enhanced and advanced,
  • One of kind like modern mans retina scans,
  • Quick as a glance or flickers from kerosene lamps,
  • What you want me to break first, ya' jaw or ya' grill?
  • What type of spit you want from me... sparkling or still?
  • Studied law at Yale, draw up my own deals,
  • So the longer they resist me the stronger I feel,
  • I'll spread ya' ganglia from Tanzania to the Flats of East Anglia,
  • Give up, you can't keep up, the man eater in a wife beater,
  • Spreadin’ typhoid fever thru mic recievers, with light reverb,
  • Type in the right keywords - I might emerge,
  • It takes a really nice nigga to excite these nerds,
  • Niggaz wanna' see the gully in me, keep phukin' wit' me,
  • Never under pressure, I keep the pressure under me,
  • Bun the weed, drop a freestyle on the internet,
  • Watch niggaz bun the CD,
  • I uploaded a picture of ya' mum gettin' DP'd,
  • I'm one size away from 13, believe me she peed,
  • I'm the illest, and it's gon be that way forever,
  • Word of mouth is good but a mouth with words is better...
  • Niiiicccckkkkaaaa! Nobody's sicker than the Ripper!

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