(Canibus) The Black Cobra, the Black Cobra The Black Cobra, the Black Cobra The Black Cobra, the Black Cobra Move over fore he back up over ya' I told ya'
The Black Cobra, the Black Cobra The Black Cobra, the Black Cobra The Black Cobra, the Black Cobra Move over fore he back up over ya'
The hand-to-hand soldier, Black Kobra Fast attack to the mat, and it's over Guyanese flying knees bust through pine trees Cantonese ninth degree Muy Thai Chi The thirty-third parallel jab from Hell Mortar-fire to your chest and your back, for real Back blast area not clear, I'm too near From here, my crosshairs intersect between your ears Hammer-nail scorpion-tail impale crab shells You've never heard Hell till you hear a male yell Bionic reflex electronic defence Knees bent jump straight up, rapid descent My feet imprint left in the cement All they ever saw was the black silhouette thru the Jeep tint Black Kobra, K-1 boxing toga Move over, before he backs up over ya' I told ya'
The Black Cobra, the Black Cobra The Black Cobra, the Black Cobra The Black Cobra, the Black Cobra Move over fore he back up over ya' I told ya'
The Black Cobra, the Black Cobra The Black Cobra, the Black Cobra The Black Cobra, the Black Cobra Move over fore he back up over ya'
Yo Back to my new old self, for your belt // I'm the new owner of the last flow you felt Flight bound to a nice town V.I.P. night lounge With some light-brown girls walk around in nightgowns Step to the stage, nigga, put your mic down Look how the crowd sound, we could do it right now Jesus, the great Can-I-Bus just Please us, with your lyrical thesis //Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
