[Canibus]
Ayo,
I feast for five days //
Every Friday lay you sideways //
Soon as Dagga say, "Engage" //
Boot to the neck, bayonet to the chest //
My flame-thrower spray filet a la vest //
Mississippi Masala was not a hard test //
Select the right men for the job, ignore the rest //
I bust poems, crush souls in the dust-bowl //
Walk over, take his mask off, I must know him //
RPG at less than ten paces //
Somebody, please tell me where his face went //
CodeOrder, flow caught him, postmortem //
No last words so I quote something for them //
Systematic blabber-mouthed b****** //
Here's the mic; grab it if you want to have at it //
We suffered largely from cerebral palsy //
Yo, Redman, Method Man, How High are we? //
Take tablets, bring havoc with Head Trauma tactics //
Spit rhymes, an all day habit //
Who get it on like Cloak 'N Dagga? //
Co-smoke a rapper, your whole show's a disaster //
Supernova after, lay flat on the floor
In the reactor-core, My tattoos interact with God
[Canibus]
Ayo,
Where's Cloak N Dagga? I want to talk to both a**assins //
You tell them I'm gonna smoke both they a**** //
In no uncertain terms we spread words in the form of germs //
On Earth before the great purge //
Neuro-linguistic, God Squad exquisite //
Don't you ever ask me about my business //
Electrolysis from the nobilis that does not exist //
I just came through to rock the s*** //
Spit a rhyme that tastes like bitter, dry wine //
Twenty miles up in the sky, flying blind //
I do not rhyme when I can find the time //
Even when a girl says, "Here, sign mine" //
Keep a lean waistline, diet all the time //
No baseline, keep quiet all the time //
David Blaine with Germaine Williams' brain //
Cloak 'N Dagga, f****** rhy-amese twin //
The dynamic-duo of rap, who dat? //
Sumo-fat like bread rolls around lower back //
I'm so anxious to spank these amateurs //
The team is Cloak 'N Dagga; Phoenix and Canibus //
Disciplinarian micro-manages //
Caesar Germanicus looking like Canibus //
I guarantee you lyrics with supreme proof //
The Golden Egg from the pristine goose //
The gods is out, gone with the spouse //
You guard the house, I'll guard the couch //
Switch, sleep outdoors //
Metaphors seep out pores //
Beef in the street bleed without gauze //
Cloak 'N Dagga //
Ayo,
I feast for five days //
Every Friday lay you sideways //
Soon as Dagga say, "Engage" //
Boot to the neck, bayonet to the chest //
My flame-thrower spray filet a la vest //
Mississippi Masala was not a hard test //
Select the right men for the job, ignore the rest //
I bust poems, crush souls in the dust-bowl //
Walk over, take his mask off, I must know him //
RPG at less than ten paces //
Somebody, please tell me where his face went //
CodeOrder, flow caught him, postmortem //
No last words so I quote something for them //
Systematic blabber-mouthed b****** //
Here's the mic; grab it if you want to have at it //
We suffered largely from cerebral palsy //
Yo, Redman, Method Man, How High are we? //
Take tablets, bring havoc with Head Trauma tactics //
Spit rhymes, an all day habit //
Who get it on like Cloak 'N Dagga? //
Co-smoke a rapper, your whole show's a disaster //
Supernova after, lay flat on the floor
In the reactor-core, My tattoos interact with God
[Canibus]
Ayo,
Where's Cloak N Dagga? I want to talk to both a**assins //
You tell them I'm gonna smoke both they a**** //
In no uncertain terms we spread words in the form of germs //
On Earth before the great purge //
Neuro-linguistic, God Squad exquisite //
Don't you ever ask me about my business //
Electrolysis from the nobilis that does not exist //
I just came through to rock the s*** //
Spit a rhyme that tastes like bitter, dry wine //
Twenty miles up in the sky, flying blind //
I do not rhyme when I can find the time //
Even when a girl says, "Here, sign mine" //
Keep a lean waistline, diet all the time //
No baseline, keep quiet all the time //
David Blaine with Germaine Williams' brain //
Cloak 'N Dagga, f****** rhy-amese twin //
The dynamic-duo of rap, who dat? //
Sumo-fat like bread rolls around lower back //
I'm so anxious to spank these amateurs //
The team is Cloak 'N Dagga; Phoenix and Canibus //
Disciplinarian micro-manages //
Caesar Germanicus looking like Canibus //
I guarantee you lyrics with supreme proof //
The Golden Egg from the pristine goose //
The gods is out, gone with the spouse //
You guard the house, I'll guard the couch //
Switch, sleep outdoors //
Metaphors seep out pores //
Beef in the street bleed without gauze //
Cloak 'N Dagga //