CLOAK N DAGGA - Venomous Spit (B.K. Anthem) lyrics

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<i>[Movie Sample:]</i>

"You become all of a sudden, a mechanical man... "

<i>[Intro: Canibus]</i>

Ladies and Gentlemen, welcome to the K-1 boxing tourney

{(Yo, Black Kobra gon' kill 'em)} {(Yo, that nigga, gon' kill that nigga)}

Introducing Black Kobra, Dewey Cooper, you get fucked like Kama Sutra

All competitors, get ready to get severed

His Guyanese flying knees bust thru pine trees

Cantonese ninth degree, Muy Thai Chi

{(Black Kobra, Black Kobra, Black Kobra, Black Kobra)}

<i>[Verse: Canibus]</i>

Spellbound jaws, repel down walls

Breach the perimeters, take down four guards

Shut down alarms, disarm all COM's

Nobody moves, nobody get harmed

Bloodshot red-eyes, look like two flares

Zookeeper stay clear; the bear with blue-hair

Stab you in the chest with Satan's bayonette

Darth Vader versus Boba Fett; make a bet

I can go toe-to-toe with cold flows

But I don't go nose-to-nose with no hoes

In the streets lyrically, I provide outreach ministry

For the whole Hip-Hop industry

I'm on some Scorpion King, Morpheus thing

Break your pinkie off with a ring, then offer to sing

Lord of the Rings, on the phone orderin' bling

I'm a clip your wing then bring the coroners in

Your body's numb like, one million scorpion stings

Give me One Mic, and a cup of coffee to drink

All right, watch the word-termite burn a mic

I rhyme circles around niggaz; turn right

First name, Germaine, last name, audio-slave

Hold your breath off my audio wave

Want to be brave? Dump you in a watery grave

My brigade invade like Normandy D-Day

Instant replay, spray your beats with an A.K.

From a sea ray, call the I.A.E.A.

Hey, Jesus, the great Can-I-Bus just

Please us with your lyrical thesis

LL Cool G; Ladies Love Cool Germaine

I swim with 'em in pools of champagne

Perform lyrical Yoga, in a Pagoda

Instruct Malaysian silat special-op soldiers

Look me up if you good enough

I keep a hundred plus rhymes on me homey 'cause I wouldn't bluff

The mic-God, terabyte I-Pod

The rap icon that just stepped out of the white-fog

Guns I move 'em up, run before I shoot 'em up

Man, you fuck, shake ya' hand and order you a tux

Black Kobra...