mikey destruction, devastating tito & dj slice

canibus calls him the master of black acetate vinyl

from new york city to cairo

dj slice

assassination attempt

the blood had a stench

bloodhounds picked up the scent

i thought we was friends

wearing a lab coat

looking through the microscope lens

he say he'd never sniff coke again

fuck that

give me the snow plow

bust it all down

freestyle in the dollar van all the way uptown

the bait is always food

pussy and water

it smells so good

it sleepwalk you to your slaughter

hip hop awarder ahora

stand next to rita ora

straight balls on the track no chorus

the dollar general

street corner sentinel reputable

sell a few sidewinders for revenue

what you saying? tut took a nigga chain

then put a michael jackson glove on

i can't explain

spit

live nigga shit

you get the gist

from ar to the k-bar

customized grip

who want it? come and get it

we can spit it if you with it

one lyric will leave a hole in the logo of your fitted

bars like penitentiaries mellow

win mentally

destroy the enemy i could bellow it instrumentally

canibus and destruction back to back

causes spontaneous combustion on a track

lyrics flame on anything we put our name on

that's why your ears been burning since the song came on

lames gone

game's on

this is no joke

the pros choke

that cynical shit will get your nose broke

subliminal shit is a waste

i don't have to speak in riddles 'cause i'll say it to your face

and this is just a little taste

'cause if i really start spitting it

this shit will catch a case

check your history

y'all niggas can't get with me

i'm your favorite mc to the fifth degree

a model

diallo

hollows the mellow man

the stage ain't apollo

them hollows will leave 'em hologram

the war season

there's more treason

the core reason these cats fiending for me

i cruise norwegian

i'm articulate

bomb tickin'

i'm armed lyrics

the mortician that lift the spirits from your formed physics

as egotistical make 'em shake like i'm mystical

keep his face in a pistol this station will run municipals

it's our century

commentary is monetary

my monastery is armor heavy i was born ready

so bring your generals and a minute of intervals

i'ma spit on your literature

defecate and spit on you niggas

it's broken mirrors with broken spirits the motion sickness

my flow floats across these waters like it's open water

it's canibus and mikey

tito the rap de-vils

i break eagles like i'm breakin' records on track needles

spikes across the road mikey d tag team yo

refresh reload in magazine mode

transition pole position the globe spinning

chop sticks in a rice bowl with some gold in it

bust him in the head with a brick

he hop away with no hip

he still love hip hop no shit

crucifix around your neck

take the cross off your back

in fact

we thank the lord for rap

mirror mirror on the wall tell me what you saw

melle mel

grandmaster caz

yes yes y'all

inside the hall of fame with graffiti on the walls

the engineer said

take it easy on the boards"