(Canibus) Yeah, I bust 'em... you punish 'em (Canibus) Yeah...let me bust 'em (Rakim) Naw, I'ma punish 'em (Canibus) Ra, let me bust 'em (Rakim) Naw, I'ma punish 'em (Canibus) Naw, let me bust 'em (Rakim) Naw, I'ma punish 'em (Canibus) Come on Ra, let me bust 'em (Rakim) Yo Bis, I'ma punish 'em (Canibus) Yo, yo... Out on the battling tip my verbal lateral grip Keeps my tongue glued to the A-Dat when I'm trackin' 'em swift Let my spit lubricate the chap on my lips And make you rappers have fits 'cause I'm back in the mix Fuck a pad and a pen, I write rhymes on an IBM Ebonics is dead, the binary language is in Canibus practices in a room wit a thousand candles lit Meditating on this rapping shit Because my freestyle reigns sovereign Wit a deeper conscious than the prophet Muhammad was born wit My brain cavity is enormous My left hemisphere alone harnesses all of the 7 chakras While the right one harnesses darkness The type of dark that makes a house haunted The type of dark that niggaz get lost in The type of dark you feel when you're dead in your coffin I hear you talkin' but I ignore it Cause you garbage and your rhymes borin' So keep standin' on the corner, the trash-man will collect you in the mornin' Thug cats frontin' Wacker than Blinky Blink on the back of the maxima wagon babblin' about - nothin' Fuck that real hood rats could get it on, black Meet me at The Tunnel where pussy niggaz get mugged at So dark you never see the blood splat and you can't even react cuz the trunk is where you keep yo guns at now you on speed cuz you too scared to run back, cant even breath the weeed suffocate your lung sack Fake MCs haul ass like they runnin' track Where ever Canibus or Rakim is at (Canibus) Let me bust 'em (Rakim) Naw, I'ma punish 'em (Canibus) Naw, let me bust 'em (Rakim) Naw, I'ma punish 'em (Canibus) Ra, let me bust 'em (Rakim) Naw, I'ma punish 'em (Canibus) Naw,let me bust 'em (Rakim) Naw, I'ma punish 'em (Canibus) Naw, let me bust 'em (Rakim) Naw, I'ma punish 'em (Canibus) Ra, let me bust 'em (Rakim) Naw, I'ma punish 'em (Canibus) Naw, let me bust 'em (Rakim) Naw, I'ma punish 'em (Canibus) Come on Ra, let me bust 'em (Rakim) Yo Bis, I'ma punish 'em (Rakim) Be ready and at ya best The celebrity match of death Heart snatched through your chest, cardiac arrest Crack your neck while I break your arms, catch your breath Then I asked the ref, "how many cats is left?" One on one, who challenging? Come get did All I have is a pen and punish you kids Abdomen punctured and look what I did to his wig Wanna live then I stab 'em in the lung with his rib Every word I say detach a vertebrae from your spine Rematch wherever we meet at, any place anytime Get your snot-box smashed with a 9 Smacked with a rhyme, push your forehead to the back of your mind Try to explain what it's like seeing your brain Your insane, who's gonna ID the remains? Then I reincarnate 'em and kill 'em again Again and again, again and again (Chorus) (Canibus): Yo, yo . The battle started with a grapple The nigga had long hair so a grabbed a hand full And chopped 'em in the Adams-apple His partner in back of you tried to attack you So I'ma twist 'em up like a pret-zel then I'ma tag you (Rakim): I'm on some stone cold shit Warn your whole click Cartilage get blown until the whole bone split Who wanna spit, bang em quick, strangle 'em wit his lip He tried to flip but I left his body danglin' (Canibus): You left 'em danglin' I can't believe he wanna grapple again I swung 'em around like I was dancing wit 'em Put his arms in back of his head and snapped 'em again fractured his limbs, and put in the figure-"6 subtracted from 10" (Rakim): Seven birds, make 'em swerve 'til their vision is blurred Turn cats that suped from superb to nerds Just say the word, I'll leave your DNA on the curb And stick my dick in your ear and fuck what you heard Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com