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[Canibus] I never freestyle for free, without chargin niggas a fee // It'll cost a brain cell just to cipher with me // I'm the type of emcee, that rocks for the glory // I don't give a fuck if you ignore me, or cam cord me // Freestyle or written, spitting with infinite ammunition // For anybody trying to go the distance // I promise you no less than a hundred thousand kilometres // My bomb threats will have you evacuating your continent // I'm barbaric with the alphanumeric // Hittinh you with lyrics, that separates your body from your spirit // This is for wack niggas doing shows and shit // Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it // [Canibus] We savages, snatching microphones from amateurs // ’Cause like women who get abortions, I ain't having it // I rip you, my metaphor content, will split you // into little, powder like crystals, so I can sniff you // What I say should be displayed at the Smithsonian // Your rhymes are phonier than cubic zirconias // Have you any idea what I do to crews like you? // How many niggas in my career, I ran through? // Coming after you, blasting you // With the shotgun, like a front seat passenger // You must be asking for, some sort of a massacre // I'll attack your cardiovascular // Shatter you like glass in automobile crashes // When I smash that ass into blackberry molasses // Rip your speaker to ashes, and kick a hole in it // ’Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it // [Canibus] I'm the illest lyricist in America, Emcee's can't see me, ‘cause I'm too quick, for the human retina to register // I roll up on your crew quicker than long sleeves // At a speed that would confuse Keanu Reeves // So ask yourself, who am I? // I'm the illest emcee that you ever seen in your fucking life // I hop into the backseat of a cab and rhyme // ’till the meter says, “nine, nine, nine, nine.” // Line for line, I battle any kind of emcee at any time // Whether they signed or unsigned // With many lines, more lines than a million pair of Adidas // More lines than the bible quoted from Jesus // More lines than a African herd of zebras // Niggas just ain't fucking with the cannabis stevia // This is for all you niggas doing shows and shit // ’Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controlling it // |
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