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Verse 1:
Yo Yo Aye Yo! I stand outside the gates of Buckingham Palace selling reefer Puffing a challis with the beef eaters. Gettin` so high that whenever I drop shit It`ll land on the window of your airplane cockpit. Canibus with the hot shit "Crazy I. Click" Niggas is bloody idiots thinkin` that they can stop this. I`ll increase my strength to a super human extent Nigga your rhyme ain`t worth six pence. And if you can hear, smell, see, touch, and taste.... Then you don`t need six senses to feel me punch you in the face. >From Princeton, to ????? my lyrics invade Europe like Joseph Stalin, And murder niggas for rhymin`. Spittin fire.... With gasoline filled saliva, drunk as Lady Diana`s driver with reporters Behind her. Alcohol in the hands of A minor. I got you panicking like bombs, with 30 second timers. Clear the building, evacuate women and children.... Fuck what you feelin` nigga I came here to kill `em. Straight shittin`, from New York to Great Britain, And when we do shows we make the queen pay admission What! Chorus: Canibus: When I say "Can-I" you say "Bus" Canibus: Can-I Crowd: Bus Canibus: Can-I Crowd: Bus Canibus: When I say "Can-I" you say "Bus" Canibus: Can-I Crowd: Bus Canibus: Can-I Crowd: Bus Verse 2: Yo, Yo Prepare for the worst. This next verse is the face of death Me without lyrics is like a porn flick without sex, Illmatic, my lyrical skills are Jurassic With more flavor then skittles when not digitally mastered. I go off like a cannon, and blow up the planet with "No Fear" Like them clothes white boys be wearing. I`m tougher than denim, lethal like venomous snake bites The marijuana makes my eyes bright red like brake lights. There ain`t a party I couldn`t rock, believe that. There ain`t a microphone brave enough to give me feedback. I`m strong my word is "Bond" like James, Niggas be tryin` to test but they "week" like 7 days. MC`s run away when I kick it, they act so chicken They should come with a large drink and a biscuit. My styles radioactive, massive atomic, I plan to push the Earth In Front of Haley`s comet. Breaking the "Facts Of Life" down Like Tudy, I`m raw like sushi, with more vocab, then Three fucking Fugees. So recognize or be hospitalized Because lyrically on a scale of 1-10 I`m 25! Chorus: Verse 3: Yo, Yo, A little bit of weed and some hennesy, Got me ready to set it with kinetic energy. See I need much more energy then my enemies If I wanna make more Bill`s then Bellamy. So I could be on MTV, with women constantly telling me, I resemble Billy D. I make fly rhymes to get my name on the scene. And when I`m on the scene I do shows to get the green. Then I take the green by a automobile machine, for That thing on page 43, in Jet Magazine. Canibus is the ultimate executioner`s dream. Swinging the guillotine. `Cuz whenever the head is severed from the human body With a sharp enough weapon, the brain remains conscious for 10 seconds. Long enough for me to give you one last message, And when you get to hell you can tell Lucifer I said it. Don`t ever get it confused. Fuckin` with Canibus the human "rubics cube" Like you got something to prove. Yo, whoever grabs the mic after me`ll get booed, and get everything In the club thrown at you and your crew. >From moette bottles to bar stools, fruits and foods, if you got a album Out you get hit with your CD too. Runnin` outside, lying, crying, denying that you ain`t The Gay Rapper, but you got fucked by him. What`s the difference, ya`ll niggas still ain`t in lyrical fitness. Too busy mixing your business, with your bitches While I be in the lab composing forbidden scriptures So wicked, I Satan ejaculating on his fingers Like Dirk Diggler, in the middle of Boogie Nights Sniffin` white livin` the hype, he ruined his life. But I`m a MC of a different type, yeah that`s right. Make sure your shit is right, or I`m a snatch your mic. Nigga! Chorus to fade
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