canibus
yo yo
yo big {talk to me big}
yo big big
tell 'em turn it up!
{yo talk to me so i can talk to them} turn it up!
{tell me what the fuck to do} turn it up!
yo. this ain't about battlin
this ain't about beef no more
{true} we stickin to the music {aight then}
you had a couple
a couple of altercations
a couple of cats knocked you down - you gon' stay down?
{hell no nigga!} you gon' get up? {i'm 'bout to slay these niggaz!}
show me that lyrical fitness you was talkin 'bout
{aight then
aight
let's go!}
aiyyo the sun don't shine forever
but i could rhyme forever
i'm a ripper
this is personal nigga
i'm back - so charged
i don't know how to act
the face lifter
kay slay
money mark and shaq
in the commission
i ain't got to ask for shit
i'm d's capo
b.i.g. from the bricks
you heard of me
seven one
three-fitty
real black and shitty
wife real pretty
shaq dizzy
i take what you won't give me
i bust off a couple
bitch let 'em hold fifty
mc's is comical
sasquatch phenomenal
iv's plug in your arm inside the hospital
never gotta spit
i make more than mike
anyone - jordan
jackson
tyson
ac-shun diesel
ridiculous
big shaq
'bis back to bust
can-i-bust verbal to burst you
raw shit
forklift the high hats in the side to let my verse through
i'm so high in the clouds i gotta aim down
lyrically i'm six foot one from the waist down
lay down or taste rounds from the trey pound
kiss the ground as you lay face down
ghetto life is a death sentence
born in the hood
end up dead slumped over a car engine
i am shogun
loved by no one
my props stop when the show's done
how come?
these uncreative ungrateful scum
been where i been
but can't understand where i'm from
let me show you how the fire work over here son
you gon' wear that watch
you might as well wear a gun
when you come around real gangsters
you don't front
unless life is a luxury that you don't want
the long gat
the stocking cap
serious
as a heart attack like redd foxx puttin on the act
couple more reps
let the muscles flex
damn you gettin big 'bis
they don't love you yet?
i'm as smooth as smooth can get
i shake your hand to bruise your neck to improve your breath
hang with rappers
actors and descendant masters
puffin on hash and defendin the classics
i got hip-hop in my blood
i'm blessed
outside the bones but inside the flesh
they better film this shit
cause i'm 'bout to blaze you
and get it on tape too
i'm 'bout to kay slay you
somebody gon' grab you
try to escape
hold you down while i perform capouetta on your face
why you sound like that? why you tear the mic down like that?
why you sound so intense when you rap?
the airborne assault you can't call off
breathe exhaust
like a horse or a supercharged mustang ford
good god niggaz is weak
i got real power
y'all rap for minutes
i rap for hours
now i only got a couple more bars to pounce ya
over the counter drugs
canibus all in ya mouth son
i wish this was a battle
i'd grab the mic
and do curls and destroy you in front of the world
besides corey gunz
ain't shit hot since i been gone
maybe it's because you puff the same shit i bent on
2004 nigga
the ripper. mic club
get the picture?
mic club