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I'll Buss ' Em U Punish ' Em - Canibus



     
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Yeah, I bust 'em, you punish 'em
Yeah, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Ra, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Naw, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Come on Ra, let me bust 'em
Yo Bis, I'ma punish 'emYo, yo
Out on the battling tip my verbal lateral grip
Keeps my tongue glued to the A-dat when I'm trackin' 'em swift
Let my spit lubricate the chap on my lips
And make you rappers have fits 'cause I'm back in the mix
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 shitBecause my freestyle reigns sovereign
Wit a deeper conscious than the prophet Muhammad was born with

My brain cavity is enormous
My left hemisphere alone harnesses all of the 7 sharveous
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 you're dead in your coffinI 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'That real hood rats could get it on, black
Meet me at the tunnel where pussy cats get robbed at
So dog can never see the blood slot and you can't even react
To the drunkest way you keep the guns there
Now you must be 'cause decided to come back
You can't even breathe the way you suffocate your lung stag
Fake MC's haul ass like they runnin' track
Where ever Canibus or Rakim is atLet me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Naw, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Ra, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Naw, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'emNaw, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Ra, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Naw, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Come on Ra, let me bust 'em
Yo Bis, let me punish 'emBe 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 ribEvery 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 it's like seeing your brain
Your insane, soon to be ID'ed as remains
Then I reincarnate 'em and kill 'em again
Again and again, again and againLet me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Naw, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Ra, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Naw, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'emNaw, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Ra, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Naw, let me bust 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Come on Ra, let me bust 'em
Yo Bis, let ne punish 'emYo, 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 I'ma twist 'em up like a pret-zel then I'ma tag you
I'm 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'You left 'em danglin', I can't 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
Seven birds, make 'em swerve 'til their vision is blurred
Turn cats that souped from superb to nerds
Just say the word, I'll leave your DNA on the curb
And stick my dick in your ear and fuck what you heardLet me finish 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Ra, let me finish 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Naw, let me finish 'em
Naw, I'ma punish 'em
Come on Ra, let me finish 'em
Yo Bis, I'ma gonna put the end to it

Enjoy the lyrics !!!
Born Germaine Williams in 1974 in Jamaica, Canibus moved to the United States with his mother at a young age. Because his mother's career required constant relocation, the family moved frequently and the soon-to-be rapper found solace within himself. His rhetorical abilities blossomed later, once hip-hop became the guiding force in his life. He began rhyming and in the mid-'90s joined a group called T.H.E.M. (The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors.)

This group consisted also of his partner Webb. Following a fallout with his partner, Canibus pursued a solo career and began infiltrating the mix-tape circuit. By 1997, he had approached the brink of the major-label rap game, guesting regularly on high-profile releases: He contributed to "Uni-4-orm," an inclusion on the Rhyme & Reason soundtrack also featuring Heltah Skeltah and Rass Kass; "Love, Peace & Nappiness," an inclusion on the Lost Boyz's Love, Peace & Nappiness also featuring Redman and A+; "Making a Name for Ourselves," an inclusion on Common's One Day It'll All Make Sense; the non-album remix of Wyclef Jean's "Gone Till November."

And most famously, "4, 3, 2, 1," an inclusion on LL Cool J's Phenomenon also featuring Redman, DMX, and Method Man.

Of the several guest appearances, "4, 3, 2, 1" certainly meant the most, as it brought together many of New York's preeminent hardcore rappers and thus ushered Canibus into that same elite class. At the same time, however, Canibus lashed out shortly afterward with the Mike Tyson-featuring "Second Round K.O.," where he rhymed, "So I'ma let the world know the truth, you don't want me to shine/You studied my rhyme, then you laid your vocals after mine."

In fact, the entirety of the song directed barbed rhymes at LL: "You walk around showin' off your body cause it sells/Plus to avoid the fact that you ain't got skills/Mad at me 'cause I kick that sh*t real niggaz feel/While 99 percent of your fans wear high heels," and so on. Shortly thereafter, LL sought his revenge, releasing "The Ripper Strikes Back" on the Survival of the Illest soundtrack (1998) and thus channeling even more attention toward Canibus.

From the track's chorus ("Can-I-bus? Yes you can!") to practically every line of the verses ("You soft as a newborn baby takin' a nap/Make my dick hard with that bitch-ass track/Where you at? smokin' in some one-room flat/Suckin' on Clef's dick hopin' to come back"), LL unleashed a fury of insults and threats. The media, of course, elevated the battle to grand heights, as even MTV gave the story headlines. In the aftermath of 2Pac's and Biggie's deaths, such confrontations fascinated the rap community, and Canibus certainly capitalized on his newfound publicity.

As for his debut full-length, Can-i-bus (1998), though, the response was sobering. Critics expressed little support, and sales quickly dropped as listeners also felt genuinely disappointed. Executive produced by Wyclef, the album suffered on many levels, both production-wise and rhetorically as well (critics targeting Canibus' delivery more than his lyrics or themes). The momentum that "Second Round K.O." had generated simmered almost immediately, and it didn't help that LL's "Ripper Strikes Back" found substantial acceptance at the time as well.

In the two years following the release of Can-i-bus, the rapper maintained an extremely low profile, much in contrast to the regular guest appearances he had made leading up to his debut. As a result, when he finally did return with his follow-up album, 2000 B.C. (2000), few noticed, it came and went generally unheard, and Canibus returned to the underground after parting ways with Universal. He continued to record albums and release them on the independent circuit (including 2002's Mic Club, 2003's Rip the Jacker, and 2005's Mind Control); furthermore, he retained a small base of fans as well, yet his days as the next-big-thing had clearly come and gone, as they similarly had for so many other talented rappers.

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