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Mic-Nificent

Yo, sittin' on chrome, sittin' on low pro 20 inch Firestones

Grippin' the road with the wickedest flow, 'bis is a pro

I zigzag throughout sly loam

Accelerate and decelerate in and out the conesPoisonous poems travel through Walkman headphones

Into your dome, osteoporosis your bones

Who's the nicest nigga you know in the year two triple-O

Spit turn to icicles in the mid air and slit your throatDrain your carcass dry rip out your heart bitch

I write rhymes using your blood for my ink cartridges

Paleoanthropologists, polish the bones

Of rapper artist after I dip in my hydrochloric watersCanibus, with the seams burstin', perfect

Everyday the earth spins I write verses

My soul purpose as a verbalist, is to make my words twist

And connect like letters when they're in cursiveI'll pray on them, I'll spray on them

First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning

I'll pray on them, I'll spray on them

First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warningI'll pray on them, I'll spray on them

First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning

I'll pray on them, I'll spray on them

First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warningYo, yo, I'm faster than leopards runnin' across the vast desert

In twenty-two yards per second to catch me to daily delicatessen

With thirty minutes to eat 'em, forty minutes to digest 'em

And fifty minutes for it to pass through my intestinesSo ask yourself a question, can the canibus rhyme?

Is a fuckin' porcupine half swine?

No time to make up your mind, you wanna run or die?

Clip you while you're running by, trip you up from behind my rhymesConfuse niggas like somebody try to gang-bang

Wearin' a blue shirt and red pants

Throwin' up signs with their left hand

Standin' out on the corner of wetlands

With a confederate flag for a headbandGod dam eggplants, niggas gettin' me vexed man

'Cause I'm surrounded by garbage like Fred Sav

And I can't seem to get away from it

I dreamed that I stabbed Leviathan through the stomach, and ate from itIn my past life I slayed hundreds, and in the life before that

I played trumpets, to warn you that I was comin'

There's one billion ways to die, and I already tried

Nine-hundred million nine hundred and ninety nineWhen I aim and fire my rhymes, like a hundred cannon balls flying

Striking you one at a time, in a parallel line

Why the art of emceein' is steady dyin'

That nigga canibus is still in his prime, bust a rhymeI'll pray on them, I'll spray on them

First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning

I'll pray on them, I'll spray on them

First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warningI'll pray on them, I'll spray on them

First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning

I'll pray on them, I'll spray on them

First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warningClub dodge, I wrecked that limelight, cursed that

Envy, I murdered that club Soho, never heard of that

Wetlands, dried it up cheaters, decided to club, fired up

Looking for a chicken to tie upClub New York, I heard it's hot there beats be rocking there

Too many niggaz be gettin' stabbed and shot there

Speed, I slowed it down the tunnel, they hold it down

Home of the underground, why they always close it downCentury club, the hot shit house of blues, I rocked it

One twelve ATL, that's the dirty south bomb shit

Synagogue, yeah I be there Caribbean city, roll deep there

Lyricist lounge, they be some real emcees there

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