Canibus - Golden Cypher lyrics

rate me

That's right, I wreck melody, so much energy

Why get on the track if you can't stand next to me

So much energy it's a felony

Ya microphone memory remember me, this is your penalty

You can't keep up mentally, you can't rhyme intelligently

Do it on the track, can't do it in front of me

You fronting, you and your man get all psyched up like it's fight club

Times up, you lost, life sucks

So does your wife slut, got a nice cunt

Last night we wiped white stuff on her butt

True power cannot be achieved by fighting over the mic

You can't compete with Canibus, aight

If your hat's turned to the back and you rap, be prepared to scrap

You don't have to be scared of no strap

Cos your mind overstand all that

Fall back or no more contact with the gods of Rap

Go back to the Lyrical Law lab, first of all you trash

You can't add all the rhymes you had

Your mouth is a wound and your tongue is a scab

This is a concept the young mind doesn't grasp

That old stick in the mud will put a gold bullet in the gun

Show you where red blood comes from

But that's not what you want, you want love

Where does that come from, define that you bum

One thing at a time, intertwined as one mind

The proto in the prime of one perpetual line

No evil one I can divide, no matter the times, try

No matter the lies that claim otherwise

Slumdog drug lord, guns drawn, motherfuck guns laws

Catch a big minigun gun charge

This is Lyrical Law. not lyrical war

This is spiritual god, get your lyrics, get your lyrics...

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