Canibus - Mic - Nificent lyrics
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[canibus]
Yosittin on chromesittin on low pro 20 inch firestones
Grippin the road with the wickedest flow'bis is a pro
I zigzag throughout sly loam
Accelerate and decelerate in and out the cones
Poisonous poems travel through walkman headphones
Into your dome osteoperosis your bones
Who's the nicest nigga you know in the year two triple-oh
Spit turn to icicles in the mid air and slit your throat
Drain your carcass dry rip out your heart bitch
I write rhymes using your blood for my ink cartridges
Paleoanthropologistspolish the bones
Of rapper artist after I dip in my hydrochloric waters
Canibuswith the seams burstinperfect
Everyday the earth spins I write verses
My soul purpose as a verbalistis to make my words twist
And connect like letters when they're in cursive
Chorus: repeat 4x
I'll pray on themspray on them
First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning
[canibus]
YoyoI'm faster than leopards running across the vast desert
In twenty-two yards per second to catch me to daily delicatessen
With thirty minutes to eat'emforty minutes to digest 'em
And fifty minutes for it to pass through my intestines
So ask yourself a question - can the canibus rhyme?
Is a fuckin porcupine half swine?
No time to make up your mindyou wanna run or die?
Clip you while you're running bytrip you up from behind
My rhymesconfuse niggas like somebody try to gang-bang
Wearin a blue shirt and red pants
Throwin up signs with their left hand
Standin out on the corner of wetlands
With a confederate flag for a headband
God dam eggplantsniggas gettin me vexed man
Cause I'm surrounded by garbage like fred sav
And I can't seem to get away from it
I dreamed that I stabbed leviathan through the stomachand ate from it
In my past life I slayed hundredsand in the life before that
I played trumpetsto warn you that I was comin
There's one billion ways to dieand I already tried
Nine-hundred million nine hundred and ninety nine
When I aim and fire my rhymeslike a hundred cannon balls flying
Striking you one at a timein a parallel line
Why the art of emceein is steady dyin
That nigga canibus is still in his primebust a rhyme
Chorus: repeat 4x
I'll pray on themspray on them
First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning
[canibus]
Club dodgeI wrecked that
Limelightcursed that
EnvyI murdered that
Club sohonever heard of that
Wetlandsdried it up
Cheatersdecided to clubfired up
Looking for a chicken to tie up
Club new yorkI heard it's hot there
Beats be rocking there
Too many niggaz be getting stabbed and shot there
SpeedI slowed it down
The tunnelthey hold it down
Home of the undergroundwhy they always close it down
Century clubthe hot shit
House of bluesI rocked it
One twelve atlthat's the dirty south bomb shit
Synagogueyeah I be there
Caribbean cityroll deep there
Lyricist loungethey be some real emcees there
There there {*fades out*}
