[Canibus:]

Yo, yo, let me explain something so that you understand

You will never be iller than the Canibus man

You could be male, female, black, white

Fuck the details, I rip a nigga with a rhyme till he screams help

Any nigga I told to kneel knelt

You haven't the slighest idea what a real MC is about

You need to be yourself, you can't sound like nobody else

And you can't do all of the beats yourself

You can't do it without the streets help

Niggaz on the block that blast the boom box till the speakers melt

That's how I was brought up, big fat elephant balls what

I'm a knucklehead with big walnuts, small frame extra large guts

I'll do anything to a nigga if he pushes me hard enough

I use to rhyme like all day

I mean little nigga spittin till my jaws felt sore with pain

I use to train with myself in the mirror

Like "Mirror mirror on the wall, tell me who's iller"

How you like that? I use to say it just like that

Maybe I should copyright that, I'll be right back

[Pause]

Sorry to leave you hangin

I write things down quick cuz I ain't takin no chances

Thats the difference between you and me

You a wanna-be, and I'm an MC

I'm just in the booth right now

I'm just kickin it with you right now

I'm tellin you the truth right now

You can't fuck with the Canibus man, you can't fuck with the Canibus man



[Canibus:]

Now in this rap field, I got a lot of confirmed kills

I put niggaz through drills to prove if they got true skills

You coulda sold millions, but if you ain't got 100 bars shut the fuck up

At least don't talk to me, cuz I aint hearin you

If you that ill, give me a hundred bars, I'm darin you

I definitely ain't scared of you

I go to war cuz I'm prepared to lose

Just as long as I get to damage you

Take the mic from you, then put a knife in you

That's what I like to do, make you lose a pint or two

If you a lion I'm a tiger too

I could be as nice as you, but if you a snake I'm a viper too

Look you in the eyes and lie to you

Thinkin about all the possible ways to kill you while I smile at you

You like to get fly nigga I'm a pilot too

Don't even try to get deep cuz I'm a diver too

Don't try to fit in my shoes cuz you cant

Nobody can fuck with the Canibus man, understand?



[Canibus:]

Yo, yo, yo, my mouth is mechanically mechanized

My verbal weapon fires a whole clip of rhymes before you can get off one round

Can-I-Bus will buss ya, apply enough pressure to crush ya, I pulverize mother fuckers

Leave MC's laid out like hurricane debris, 15 Megatons of TNT

The overseas block busta, bustin up blocks like the Tiguska meteorite to hit Russia

Comin from the underground I discovered

A ground underneath the ground before underground bunkers

Dedicate it's blunkers, deeper than the labrith

Conductin excavations of the matrix

Living in uninhabitable places, craters of a desert like oasis with a cydonian faces

As barren as Las Vegas, as barren as the wombs of women who use artificial insemination

As barren as Utah's Salt Lake City basin, as barren as ancient Egypt before irrigation

A five-star chef makin mouth-watering creations with blood stains on my apron

Put the heads of wack MC's in my oven and bake them

Then garlic bread sticks in their eye sockets and taste them

It's not really that odd, when you consider part of the ancient culture loves to eat dogs

Feline cats with their claws, paws and all

Caucasians eat frogs, African-americans eat the hog

Hindus in India will kneel to the floor and worship cows and rats as gods

I raise the odds, spit rhymes towards Mars and beyond to the nearest binary star

I'mma tell you once more my main man, you can't fuck with the Canibus man