Killah Priest - Give It More Unreleased (Killah Priest Feat. Canibus) lyrics

rate me

VERSE 1

CANIBUS

I got this beat from Riggs, yeah I got it from Riggs

Cause in a minute I'ma be on top of the biz

Try to act like you don't know who it is

Around the globe there's kids that play the Canibus quotable quiz

It's like if you ain't a mogul they don't know who you is

But I'm a oldie in the biz with the vocals and libs

Said so much crazy shit on my last album

My name shut Interpol down for two hours

Now that's true power

I create what I can't count to rhyme from my anger management counselor

Just listen to the fives and blend in with the signal you getting

Can you hear me now? Answer the question

You wanna talk about sick poems? I spit stones

Leave you split holmes, tied knots with your rib bones

Quick blows break off your limp wrist bones

Make you scream melodies in twelve different ringtones

I can speak Chinese, ching chong get off the ding dong

Knock your ass over the tables like little ping pongs

You got balls? Bring 'em on

I smash 'em with a spiked bat like Raekwon with Cuban Linx on

Blink and you gone, let off more shells than shrimp farms

Spit raw, your face look like you smelling stink bombs

You ain't dreamin nigga, pinch your arm

Canibus be spittin' bars that can dislodge Kanye's jaws

HOOK 2x

CANIBUS

What you lookin' for? We hookin' off

Punchlines on the song through the hook and all

You actin' like you think you too good to fall

You spit with a glass jaw, get up give it more

VERSE 2

KILLAH PRIEST

It's the byzantine king, supreme, all kneel kiss the ring

Into a ilohean, I blow steam from the families of the mackabees

Smack emcees watch them scream your majesty, make them suffer

The capacity of tragedy, hold the crowd down like gravity

Back the fuck off, stop grabbing me, hands off me, niggas start to bore me

I'm getting sleepy, I need some coffee, me and my Wu-bandits

We bury niggas deep in the canvas, body bandage, like some mummies

You fucking dummies, you can't take nothing from me

It's the longest waited, the most anticipated, the album hesitated

Scream the name out KILLAH PRIEST, I leave the blood spilling in the street

I'm from the dark hills of Brownsville, the seven shields on windmills

Across the killing fields, never forget it, tell them rap critics

I speak in arithmics, so they can never get it, I'm too scientific

Lyrics explicit, I roll with thirsty niggas, theifs and killers

Tigers, gorillas, faces like godzilla

We stomp rappers and smile like a Calm-Della, we got iller

Cross my heart both hope to die, we multiply, by the hundred

Fuckin by the thousand, see me outside your show browsin

Beatin up your soundman

Playa haters and players, we give um' cold stares

Any last prayers.