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Canibus

Germaine Williams (born December 9, 1974) better known by his stage name Canibus, is a Jamaican-American rapper, actor and member of The HRSMN, Sharpshooterz, Cloak N Dagga, The Undergods, and one-half of T.H.E.M. Canibus rose to fame in the mid-Nineties. About.com placed him #32 on their list of the Top 50 MCs of Our Time (1987-2007), while in 2012 The Source placed him nº 44 on their list of the Top 50 Lyricists of All Time. more »

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2000

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[Verse 1] 
Yo, yo, yo, now when you see that big ass see, you know I'm comin through 
And when you know I'm comin through, you know what I'ma do 
I never sent to battlin me, would be impossible 
I just think it's highly motherfucking improbable 
You talkin to a nigga, niggas split molecules 
To subatomic particles, strong enough to stop a bull 
Bodies slam, to oxygen, drop a mule 
Urinating rocket fuel, freestylin over gospel tunes 
Rhymes by the thousands, rhymes for hours 
I could kick a rhyme longer than your whole album 
Kickboxer, beatin the shit out niggas proper 
I beat 'em till they holler, beat 'em til the cops come 
Beatin niggas til they have seizures, beat 'em til they start screamin 
Like fax machines when they start receivin 
Beat 'em til my own hands start bleedin 
Beat 'em til they lungs stop breathing and they heart stop beatin 
From 12 am to 12 pm in the evening 
With three 15 minute breaks in between 'em 
Good Jesus, that's a really stingy beatin 
That's what you get for fuckin with this lyrical demon 
Bloodstream's been, contaminated for eons 
I got cast out of heaven for treason 
Got cast out of the Garden of Eden for lettin the reptilian beast in 
Got locked up for a DUI and speedin 
A whole legion of half decent emcees get released when 
They spit a hundred bars for they freedom 
See I'm much too nice to compete wit 
Too nice to flow over beats wit, too nice to hold a M I see wit 
Off some diesel Hercules shit, I cold flip 
And start to punch trees til they leafless 
Inhale with two real deep breaths, hold my breath 
Til the whole planet suffocates and then release it [release it] 
 
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Yo, you ain't as cold as us 
Or as bold as us 
When you get thrown to the wolves, you get thrown to us 
[When we in the warzone, we got the chrome wit us] 
'cause we rollin rough, when the soldiers rush 
Either you roll wit us, or get blown to dust [ashes to ashes and dust to 
dust] 
 
[Verse 2] 
Yo, yo, now for the last couple of months, things been real quiet 
'cause I ain't heard shit worth buyin 
I'm bout to show you niggas how I'm driven 
The drive comes from my lyrics and my lyrics come from my inner spirit 
Five bringin the, faster than 12 cylinder engines with nitrogen in 'em 
Faster than F-1 with light pistons 
Fast enough to give your brain an aneurysm 
'cause you niggas is slower than fat bitches with tabalism 
The way I rip apart the competition when I be spittin 
The name Canibus might as well be Cannibalism 
Show me a man that can't feel him 
I'll show you a man that'll grab him by the neck 
And put his head to the fan on the ceiling 
Suffer real bad from television shit 
Drop him off the roof of a building and let the news film him 
I hop in front of the cameras and tell 'em how I'm feelin 
I tell 'em how I feel that hip hop, should deal wit it 
Tell 'em how I'm tired of the state rappers in 
Ninety percent of the shit that rappers give is subject matter less 
Not original, but blasphemous, just a bunch of the same characters 
Shootin the same videos, it's embarrassing 
You's in the same formal as the level head? 
You's are the same actors and actresses, same shit different laxative 
Face it nigga you wack as shit I'm snatchin your mic 
I make you run for your life, children in the daylight 
That track you at night, my global position is satellite 
Got a infrared blaster to test your body's Fahrenheit 
Wherever you go, I track you through hail, sleet, or snow 
I track you til you're seizure grows into a afro 
Until you plaid 'em into cornrows 
Track you til your shoe soles develop holes 
And you get, corns on your toes 
Til your teeth develop hollow coses 
But you been goin so long without deodorant you don't even notice it 
Motherfucker 
 
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