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Making a Name for Ourselves

by Common

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Yeah, yeah Me and my man Com Sense Rallying troops like Joseph Stalin Where you at, yo? I'm about to make the name Com Sense a name you fear Y'all niggas is scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared And I'm a make the name Canibus a name you fear Y'all niggas is scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware I can tell by how you write, you the type to run in a fight I hold mics while you hold spite Like a broken-hearted bitch Don't give no fuck who your team or who you started with Cameoed or charted with, I house niggas like apartments with Mic mechanisms, I dissect a rhythm Move crowds with kinetic wisdom It's like a Malcolm X-orcism, fuck the rhythm, I hit him I want him got and I get him, auction his wack ass off, then bid him I'm creating the ultimate verses with perfect lines Putting together the web of my rhyme one thread at a time So you niggas need to stop testing me Because you know you can't "F" with me Stepping to me with insuperior weaponry Exposing yourself to the verbal radiations Saying you can defeat me is nothing but speculation Lyrics unravel, faster than bullets travel through barrels Niggas be digging my styles like fossils and pterodactyls Who want to battle? I'm bad to the bone marrow The Earth got one sun but I walk with three shadows With Allah, my supernatural bodyguard Niggas couldn't touch me if they gave me a massage MCs will compete with lyrics and beats get crushed I'll hit you in your chest so hard, your shoulders will touch What "Stepping to me is like going to the county being a neutron" "I ain't scared of no nigga" I pursue sound fairs, relaxed like Dru Down's hair Other nigga's rhymes are like gang signs, I throw down theirs On knots, I landed, players get played like Hamlet Supposedly nice, taken for granted like life I write twice and drop singles in record pools Niggas I'm dunking like when cops mingle Fuck hip-hop jingles, rhyming big words and not saying shit The clique that you came in with accent your flavor with Like moose, I go to the caves and get niggas off all fours I'm the shit that's uncalled for, the shit that you fall for Far more advanced than a rapper whose career You could only take a glance Couldn't make the transition from B-boy to C-note stance I stand in a circumference of humbleness But in the Chi rumble it's Mistaken as a weakness, when poetry's in motion Like a picture, I'm the main feature Amongst hard working teachers and corrupt preachers I make my living off of singles like Latifah In between sheets like reefer with blunted senses You couldn't make a statement if you was from a sentence I'm cold with numb intentions "Fucking with Canibus" Yo, the Canibus is a animal with a mechanical mandible Coming to damage you, spitting understandable slang at you I be the all seeing lyrical, hammerhead shark peripheral With three-hundred sixty degree visual When the signal was given, MCs get bitten with venom From a poisonous algorithm liable to kill 'em My style will get in 'em, way up in 'em My face don't belong in The Source It belongs on the Shroud of Turin For certain, I grab mics and murder shit It's wickeder than Satan worshipers going to Catholic church services You heard of this The lyrical verbalist slash herbalist The wrath of my cold-blooded verses is merciless Rap snap, get your ass cracked like bear traps Contaminate your air sacs like tear gas And I swear black, try to battle me, you won't last I'll turn your ass into the artist formerly known as You gay ass fag, I'll blow you to ashes with tactics Strip you naked, then make you hug a cactus, you bastard So phat to be a rap star, taking pictures at music seminars People know who you are Now I got mad shorties that wanna call me because they saw me Up in The Source chilling on page 40 Put this in your CD-ROM WWW dot Canibus dot com You can find me on the internet talking to chicks That was sweating me off the Music Makes Me High remix I be talking mad trash, trying to get them to laugh See, if I click and drag long enough, I'll get the ass Bring it back to the lab on Mount Prospect Ave Let your chicken suck me off and send her home in a cab You know how we do, liquid aluminum like the T2 Beast from the East part 2, coming to see you It's time I made the name Com Sense a name y'all fear Y'all niggas is scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared Now that I made the name Canibus a name you fear You still scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware Since I made the name Com Sense a name y'all fear Y'all niggas is scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared And since I made the name Canibus a name you fear You stay scared, I'm still your worst nightmare squared That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware

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