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(feat. Ras Kass, Canibus) [Ras Kass] Since the wake up show I've been handin rappers they ass in a silver platter Its empty ill & gray matter I do a selectively crew The type of brotha that will go to ya album release party Grab the mic & BOO you Like how's how F' how's how I make a fool's do-rag do not want to Nephew just a Brontosaurus with a sixth sense Walking around not even knowing that he don't exist The cardio by linguistic this shit be the hardest act to follow I don't even spit I unswallow I got so-called hip-hop purest that hip-hop tourist That I mandate that I replicate 1988 Fool its 2000 so get a life do u know what these Rugged ghetto streets look like Now to my b-boy & b'iches black be the Best brutalize beats like Beebe Briches I got turrets when I finish rappin the black community Gonna hate you for real like you got on BET And screamed F' Lauren Hill Like that Canibus Songtexte[Canibus] Yeah War the hardcore raw metaphor Bout to blackout one time for ya I'm as dangerous as they come Dangerous with or without a gun I've been dangerous from day one Rhyme flows explode like pyro's Stick to your ribs like chicken & think gravy from Roscoe's You get your head flowin if you dumb in the dome Or struck with some stone till you fill numb in the bones You betta keep your big mouth closed 'Fore I stick a muzzle of chrome in that hole under your nose Send a signal to my index & tell it to fold in the direction of wrist bone To release your soul I told you to freeze If I was you I would have froze but you chose that other route And got blown full of holes a pistol to ya mug cripple ya tongue Rip through ya lungs then write your name on your tombstone Scribbled in blood C'mon give me a little love is there anybody out there that never felt One rhyme that Canibus bust You a liar liar ya pants on fire watch the G.O.A.T. But the ghostwriter get slaughtered by a tiger I saw him in the Pun video holdin up his lighter I smeared his career like doo-doo inside a diaper My style is sicker then infected women & men I'm so raw I can caught AIDS without stick in it in Flip & dip like scrimps n scampi Switch my language up like a black kid raised by a Spanish Nanny you think you got big chuoonas well I got bad news After tonight you'll have a testicular tumor Dirty Manhattan alley to Atlanta where niggas drive Cad's To Trick Daddy & Trina down in Miami To Louisianan with Cash Money & Manny with [?????] To Cali with a raspberry daiquiri I'll assault And battle you badly words fire rapidly Like heavily armed apaches piloted by a trigger Happy Iraqi with extremely bad acne I cause catastrophe to any nigga trying to battle me Word Yeah 2000 B.C. Ay yo I radiate like plutonium as far as the glow Got ya counters drum roll when I start to flow A patriarch with a heart of nopleum barn apart I stomp across continents to conquer my art I'm millennium lyricist area 51 physicist Rhymes hot to melt the wax off the turntables Before the DJ even starts spinnin it Raps can melt the wax right of the back of kid Icquris Sharper then the shit you shank niggas with Sharper then scissor sharper then rings on RZA's fist its ridiculous How so many of you suckas figured it Maybe we could get a name if Canibus diss Us I know how you suckas think You figure since you already a pussy you might as well Give me syphilis envious cause my rhymes is infinite And you lyrically limited to the little boxes you livin in Ras Kass show'em how you blast off Aus Songtexte Mania