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Yo, yo, if I had half as many bars in
As I had in lyrics when I
I'd be the richest man on the
Niggaz wanna is Canibus gold?

That's a stupid ass motherfucker, is Canada cold?
Bout a thousand degrees lower liquid nitro is
Five thousand degrees hotter flame throwers
I reflect light, off walls and wreck mics

Disconnect windpipe by cuttin' your neck with a knife
Rip through, everything from tissues to vessels
My Ninjitsu, kill you the art of Tenchu
I zig zag, zig a kid

With G-forces violent enough to crush ribs
Like pilots fly Russian MIG
Comin' to you pigs
Give a fuck who you is, nigga, in ya biz

From the point in the planet to Mt. Everest
I kick the illest shit, paintin' my name across the pyramids
The rap terrorist, Professor
Fuck forbidden I was eating pussy in Genesis

What you got niggaz that's to brawl?
I'll give you the phone card and the to make a call
the fuck y'all bitch niggaz actin' like y'all tuff for?
We'll stuff y'all, uppercut y'all, y'all
On stage we break arms, legs, and jaws
Enough to cancel your tour
(Fuck y'all)

Now I said it once and I'll say it a thousand
I got thousands of rhymes, the rechargeable kind
You wanna a piece of mind? Fine, we can it outside
Otherwise you're wastin' your time, cause I'ma

For the one triple 9, niggaz gamblin' they eyes
blind, tryin' to keep up with these lyrical lines
The type of nigga you can't flow without a dope rhyme
You fuck around and get clotheslined you nosedive

We can rhyme fair and or fair in the sphere
Anyplace, anywhere, you don't have a prayer
doomsday is near, faggot niggaz is scared
They stand and as I appear upon a cushion of air
With a long white flamin', hot enough to sunburn Satan

Hotter than white takin' vacation
Out in out in the sun bathin', sun bakin' in gamma ray radiation
'Til they color look cajun, motherfuckers start agin' to the point
Where they faces shrivel up like raisins and they become patients

What you got niggaz ready to brawl?
give you the phone card and the celly to make a call
What the fuck y'all bitch niggaz actin' y'all tuff for?
We'll stuff y'all, y'all, confront y'all
On stage we break arms, legs, and jaws
damage to cancel your tour
(Fuck y'all)

Yo, yo, yo, I manipulate the
Power to hold my breath for half an
Continuously breathin' outward, you an MC you a coward
I make wack rappers lose control of they

And piss in they trousers, pink possum niggaz play dead
While my heat waves hit, and verbal evaporate shit
Water get transformed to vapors
My lyrics turn the Pacific a dry lake bed

cassettes melt tape decks
Niggaz battle in space, tryin' to hold it
But they cause they weightless
Amateur swordsmen gets through they face mask
to escape death

A world where the whole globe contract Ebola
From drinkin' spring darker than Coca-Cola
with AIDS, computers with Y2K
I rock rhymes counter clockwise doomsday

Fuck y'all, y'all, fuck y'all