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(canibus) Yo, yo... Out on the battling tip my verbal lateral grip Keeps my tongue glued to the a-dat when Im trackin em swift Let my spit lubricate the chap on my lips And make you rappers have fits cause Im back in the mix Forget a pad and a pen, I write rhymes on an ibm Ebonics is dead, the binary language is in Canibus practices in a room wit a thousand candles lit Meditating on this rapping shit Because my freestyle reigns sovereign Wit a deeper conscious than the prophet muhammad was born wit My brain cavity is enormous My left hemisphere alone harnesses all of the 7 ? ? ? ? ? ? While the right one harnesses darkness The type of dark that makes a house haunted The type of dark that people get lost in The type of dark you fear when youre dead in your coffin I hear you talkin but I ignore it Cause you garbage and your rhymes borin So keep standin on the corner, The thrash-man will collect you in the mornin Thug cats frontin Wacker than blinky blink On the back of the wack-ass wagon babblin about - nothin Now that real hood rats could get it on, black Meet me at the tunnel where pussy cats get robbed at Rubber faced rappers get stretched like elastic claymation Characters with verbal vernaculars Slappin ya like a white water raft Or an olympic kayak paddlin across the - niagara Fake mcs haul ass like they runnin track Where ever canibus or rakim is at
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(rakim) Be ready and at ya best The celebrity match of death Heart snatched through your chest, cardiac arrest Crack your neck while I break your arms, catch your breath Then I asked the ref, how many cats is left? One on one, who challenging? come get did All I have is a pen and punish you kids Abdomen punctured and look what I did to his wig Wanna live then I stab em in the lung with his rib Every word I say detach a vertebrae from your spine Rematch wherever we meet at, any place anytime Get your snot-box smashed with a 9 Smacked with a rhyme, push your forehead to the back of your mind Try to explain what its like seeing your brain Your insane, soon to be ided as remains Then I reincarnate em and kill em again Again and again, again and again
(canibus): Yo, yo. The battle started with a grapple He had real long hair so a grabbed a hand full And chopped em in the adams-apple His partner in back of you tried to attack you So ima twist em up like a pret-zel then ima tag you (rakim): Im on some stone cold shit Warn your whole click Cartilage get blown until the whole bone split Who wanna spit, bang quick, strangle em wit his lip He tried to flip but I left his body danglin
(canibus): You left em danglin I cant believe he wanna grapple again I swung em around like I was dancing wit em Put his arms in back of his head and snapped em again Then I grabbed his limbs and put in the figure-6 subtracted from 10 (rakim): Seven birds, make em swerve til their vision is blurred Turn cats that suped from superb to nerds Just say the word, Ill leave your dna on the curb And stick my dick in your ear and fuck what you heard
(canibus) let me finish em (rakim) naw, its time to pin em (canibus) ra, let me finish em (rakim)naw, ima pin em (canibus)naw, let me finish em (rakim) naw, its time to pin em (canibus) come on ra, let me finish em (rakim) naw bis ima put an end to emTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
