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Canibus - 100 Bars

Tekst piosenki:

  That's the beat right there.
  I'm about to black out with 100 bars on some professional shit.
  So don't try this at home, yo.
  Yo, yo, yo
  My style of rhymin is ancient like Aztecs and Mayans
  Because I recognize its all about timin
  Me and my freestyle alliance practicin African voodoo science
  In front of 20 ft. bonfires lookin skyward
  Calculating May 5, 2000 the nine planets'll be in alignment
  The arrival of the prophet in the cockpit
  Of a starship the size of the Hale-Bopp comet
  With mercury ion rockets
  And a big ass "Canibus comin soon" poster on the side
  of it
  I'm known geographically and intergalactically
  That's why I got extraterrestrials that wanna battle me
  They even tried kidnappin me
  And they would've snatched me
  If their craft didn't get trapped in the Earth's gravity
  Engines stalled and failed. Crashed into a farmer's field
  And that's really what caused Roswell
  Undercover operatives workin for COM 12
  Disguised as a nigga signed with a record deal
  Lyrically I'm off scale
  So all hail or get tossed towards Hell, whatever y'all feel
  Briusin niggas, confusin niggas like Chip Fu from the Fu-Schnickens
  Hit you with nuclear cruiser missiles
  Hear the wild wolf growl
  Styles stockpiled for miles from the ground to the clouds
  Wack niggas wanna be down but its not allowed
  Interrupt the cipher unannounced and you'll get punched in the
  With the southpaw southern fist
  I'll bust your shit. Swell your lip and get the Bubba shrimp
  Back the tougher shit. What a wimp
  You giant Goliath. Niggas get shot with a rubber sling
  I'm an experiment gone bad.
  My brainwaves on an encephalograph show that I'm stark ravin mad
  Your whole scientific staff'll get killed in a nuclear blast
  When I throw the formula stashed in my hand
  Flammable liquids in the lab explode
  And you get stabbed with all the flyin glass
  Trained to blow up commercial aircrafts
  Trained in chemical weapons class
  Just to see how long a nigga's breath'll last
  I put him in a leather mask
  Spray his ass with a can of pepper gas
  Then watch him grab his neck and gag
  Watch the nigga choke to death as I laugh
  "You wanna battle?" is the type of question you should
  never ask
  Nigga, pick a tougher task. See who the fuck'll last
  Whoever lose'll get a solderin iron up the ass
  You need to recognize
  My hand is quicker than the eye
  Quicker than the 5 speed Jamiroquai drives
  A lifespan longer than 9 lives. Infinite rhymes that can't die
  A nigga with a divine mind
  I dedicate this to the wise. Dedicate it to dames
  Dividin myself into 100 ten times
  You can't deny the offerin's an offer
  Flows that glow with aurora's the spark of light
  Water fly like a saucer
  With the torque of a Porsche
  Murder a million MCs then autograph all of their coffins
  Been gettin it on since I been born and I'm a live long
  And I'm a be gettin it on till I'm gone
  Look at all the stages I been on. All the songs that I spit on
  I took an oath to rip everything I get on
  A nigga like me should have Carpal Tunnel syndromes
  In the wristbones from grippin microphones this long
  I'm just a small fish in a big pond
  And gets pissed off whenever I gets picked on
  Nigga try to flip and get flipped on
  My army march a million strong
  Like the nation of Islam with suede timbs on
  Extremely hostile
  Fully armed troops dressed in frog suits and night vision goggles
  A lyrical lynch mob
  Shittin on niggas drawn to a hideous form with horns and a mink
  Duckin down low like Vietnam fightin the Vietcong
  Screamin "incomin" when I see a bomb
  Speak to your leader. Surrender your arms
  You need about a million more soldiers to even the odds
  Plus 800,000 to even consider a war
  And 200,000 more to even look hard
  You better drop your flag and withdraw
  My cavalry charge accompanied by a blizzard of wicked metaphors
  And smash y'all. Attach y'all to the back of my horse
  And drag y'all across the motherfuckin asphalt
  9 out of 10 niggas is frauds
  You know who you are always talkin about your bitches and your
  Your jewelry and your girls. It's like we from two different
  You motherfuckers really get on my nerves
  Cause I'm beyond them, on some futuristic cyborg shit
  I close my eyes when I freestyle so I could read what picture
  crossed in
  Then raise my arms like a sorcerer and cast a fireball into the
  To barbecue your brain organs
  You feel like you've been thrown in a microwave oven
  I flame broil suckers and hit 'em with some more shit
  The raw shit. Call my reinforcements, the four horsemen
  Take a big piece of chalk and draw a line across the stage pulpit
  I dare a motherfucker to cross it
  I'll even call my man Black Rob at two in the mornin
  Tell him it's important. Tell him to call Sting 3 way and sing a
  Break your camcorders so you motherfuckers can't record it
  Call the news, I'll kill your reporters
  Start a lawsuit, I'll kill your lawyers
  Fuck the soft shit and fuck what y'all think
  My album's gold cause my album was the bomb, shit
  Y'all niggas got your ass beat cause you asked for it
  Got your picture taken and put in a tabloid
  Cause you a man and you like to touch little boys
  You fuck 'em in the ass, then you give 'em cash for it
  That's some sick shit homeboy
  A hundred years ago, they'd have took you to see Sigmund Freud
  You fraudulent. Feminine. Fragile as a feather is
  With an effortless blow, I'll crack your whole skeleton
  You think you're better than Canibus, where's the evidence?
  You got below average intelligence and poor penmanship
  You need to shut the fuck up cause your breath stink
  Take fifty cents and purchase a pack of peppermints
  Battlin me you never win
  You thought you was the only nigga that could sneak a weapon in?
  Nigga guess again
  Cause after I'm finished wreckin this shit
  I'm a drink a whole bottle of Henney and go fuck a lesbian

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