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[Mike Tyson]<br /> Hey, Mike Tyson here, speakin' with the Canibus man over here<br /> Yo, Canibus, your main objective out here is to do nottin' but<br /> Eat, eat, eat, eat, emcees for lunch, breakfast<br /> Hey, man, they been playin' me all my life, man<br /> You know I won a title a couple a times, did right<br /> No, but they can't hurt us, man<br /> We gonna do it, get up in this ring, man, put on these gloves<br /> Let me show you how to handle this lil' nigga[Canibus]<br /> So I'm a let the world know the truth; you don't want me to shine<br /> You studied my rhyme, then you lays your vocals after mine<br /> That's a bitch move, somethin' that a homo rapper would do<br /> So when you say that you platinum, you only droppin' clues<br /> I studied your background, read the book that you wrote<br /> Researched the footnotes 'bout how you used to sniff coke<br /> Frontin' like a drug free role model; you disgust me<br /> I know bitches that seen you smoke weed recently<br /> You walk around showin' off your body 'cause it sells<br /> Plus to avoid the fact that you ain't got skills<br /> Mad at me 'cause I kick that shit real niggas feel<br /> While ninety-nine percent of your fans wear high heels<br /> From Ice-T to Kool Moe Dee to jay-z<br /> Now you wanna fuck with me? You must be crazy<br /> You drippin' with whack juice, and you can't get it off<br /> You better be prepared to finish what you start, nigga[Referee]<br /> Hey, hey, hey, hey, you just hold it right there<br /> (Yo, get off me, man)<br /> We got an illegal low blow on the fighter in the blue trunks<br /> (Yo, yo, get the fuck off me, man)<br /> If I see one more of those, you're outta here, brother<br /> (Yo, get out my way, man<br /> Yo, he started this shit)<br /> You understand? (Fuck you!)<br /> You'll be disqualified<br /> (I'll bite that nigga again!)<br /> Stop bein' a bitch<br /> (Get the fuck off me, man!)<br /> We came to see a fight[Mike Tyson]<br /> Yo, Canibus, man, you gotta hit harder than that, man<br /> You don't want no bitch ass niggas hangin' out wit' me, man<br /> We're warriors, man, when we go into battle<br /> We come out, or don't come out at all[Canibus]<br /> Yo, you better give me the respect that I deserve or I'm a take it by force<br /> Blast you with a 45 colt, make you somersault<br /> Shock you with a couple hundred thousand volt thunderbolts<br /> Before you wanted a war, now you wanna talk?<br /> It's about who strikes the hardest, not who strikes first<br /> That's why I laugh when I hear that whack-ass verse<br /> That shit was the worst rhyme I ever heard in my life<br /> 'Cause the greatest rapper of all time died on March ninth<br /> God bless his soul; rest in peace, kid<br /> It's because of him, now, at least I know what beef is<br /> It's not what I would call this; see, this is somethin' different<br /> A faggot nigga tryin' to make a livin' off a dissin'<br /> Somebody that he gotta know is better than him<br /> But he feelin' himself 'cause he got more cheddar than him<br /> Well, lemme tell you somethin: you might got mo cash than me<br /> But you ain't got the skills to eat a niggas ass like me<br /> And if you really want to show off, we can get it on<br /> Live in front of the cameras on your own sitcom<br /> I'll let you kick a verse; fuck it, I'll let you kick 'em all<br /> I'll even wait for the studio audience to applaud<br /> Now watch me rip the tat from your arm<br /> Kick you in the groin, stick you for your Vanguard award<br /> In front of your mom, your first, second, and third born<br /> Make your wife get on the horn, call minister Farrakhan<br /> So he could persuade me to squash it; I say, naw, he started it<br /> He forgot what a hardcore artist is<br /> A hardcore artist is a dangerous man, such as myself<br /> Trained to run twenty miles in soft sand<br /> On or off land, programmed to kick hundreds of bars off hand<br /> From a lost and forgotten land; you done did it, man<br /> You done spitted some whack shit<br /> And probably thought that because it's been a minute I'll forget it<br /> Fuck that, 'cause like Common and Cube, I see the bitch in you<br /> And I'm a make the world see it too, motherfucker[Referee]<br /> Ladies and gentleman, we have a new lyrical weight champion<br /> By second round knock-out, three minutes and forty seconds: Can-i-bus[Mike Tyson]<br /> Yo, Canibus, man, you movin' like Mike Tyson Jr., man<br /> You in and out, and you're agile with your flow, man<br /> But dig right; you got, you got meat, man; that's your name: Canibus<br /> Your whole agenda is to eat these niggas, man<br /> They have no business to be in the same stage with you<br /> Holdin' a mic with youBut dig rightBut dig rightBut dig rightBut dig rightHey, Mike Tyson here, speakin' with the Canibus man over here<br /> Yo, Canibus, your main objective out here is to do nottin' but<br /> Eat, eat, eat, eat, emcees for lunch, breakfast, dinner<br /> That's your agenda, baby<br /> Your, your agenda to to consume them<br /> Their whole existence; they can't exist in your presence<br /> The Canibus is here to rule forever<br /> Mike Tyson, on the death<br /> <br /> Songwriters<br /> Williams, Germaine / Duplessis, Jerry / Jean, WyclefPublished by<br /> Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. 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Second Round K.O. (feat. "Iron" Mike Tyson) Lyrics


[Mike Tyson]
Hey, Mike Tyson here, speakin' with the Canibus man over here
Yo, Canibus, your main objective out here is to do nottin' but
Eat, eat, eat, eat, emcees for lunch, breakfast
Hey, man, they been playin' me all my life, man
You know I won a title a couple a times, did right
No, but they can't hurt us, man
We gonna do it, get up in this ring, man, put on these gloves
Let me show you how to handle this lil' nigga[Canibus]
So I'm a let the world know the truth; you don't want me to shine
You studied my rhyme, then you lays your vocals after mine
That's a bitch move, somethin' that a homo rapper would do
So when you say that you platinum, you only droppin' clues
I studied your background, read the book that you wrote
Researched the footnotes 'bout how you used to sniff coke
Frontin' like a drug free role model; you disgust me
I know bitches that seen you smoke weed recently
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 shit real niggas feel
While ninety-nine percent of your fans wear high heels
From Ice-T to Kool Moe Dee to jay-z
Now you wanna fuck with me? You must be crazy
You drippin' with whack juice, and you can't get it off
You better be prepared to finish what you start, nigga[Referee]
Hey, hey, hey, hey, you just hold it right there
(Yo, get off me, man)
We got an illegal low blow on the fighter in the blue trunks
(Yo, yo, get the fuck off me, man)
If I see one more of those, you're outta here, brother
(Yo, get out my way, man
Yo, he started this shit)
You understand? (Fuck you!)
You'll be disqualified
(I'll bite that nigga again!)
Stop bein' a bitch
(Get the fuck off me, man!)
We came to see a fight[Mike Tyson]
Yo, Canibus, man, you gotta hit harder than that, man
You don't want no bitch ass niggas hangin' out wit' me, man
We're warriors, man, when we go into battle
We come out, or don't come out at all[Canibus]
Yo, you better give me the respect that I deserve or I'm a take it by force
Blast you with a 45 colt, make you somersault
Shock you with a couple hundred thousand volt thunderbolts
Before you wanted a war, now you wanna talk?
It's about who strikes the hardest, not who strikes first
That's why I laugh when I hear that whack-ass verse
That shit was the worst rhyme I ever heard in my life
'Cause the greatest rapper of all time died on March ninth
God bless his soul; rest in peace, kid
It's because of him, now, at least I know what beef is
It's not what I would call this; see, this is somethin' different
A faggot nigga tryin' to make a livin' off a dissin'
Somebody that he gotta know is better than him
But he feelin' himself 'cause he got more cheddar than him
Well, lemme tell you somethin: you might got mo cash than me
But you ain't got the skills to eat a niggas ass like me
And if you really want to show off, we can get it on
Live in front of the cameras on your own sitcom
I'll let you kick a verse; fuck it, I'll let you kick 'em all
I'll even wait for the studio audience to applaud
Now watch me rip the tat from your arm
Kick you in the groin, stick you for your Vanguard award
In front of your mom, your first, second, and third born
Make your wife get on the horn, call minister Farrakhan
So he could persuade me to squash it; I say, naw, he started it
He forgot what a hardcore artist is
A hardcore artist is a dangerous man, such as myself
Trained to run twenty miles in soft sand
On or off land, programmed to kick hundreds of bars off hand
From a lost and forgotten land; you done did it, man
You done spitted some whack shit
And probably thought that because it's been a minute I'll forget it
Fuck that, 'cause like Common and Cube, I see the bitch in you
And I'm a make the world see it too, motherfucker[Referee]
Ladies and gentleman, we have a new lyrical weight champion
By second round knock-out, three minutes and forty seconds: Can-i-bus[Mike Tyson]
Yo, Canibus, man, you movin' like Mike Tyson Jr., man
You in and out, and you're agile with your flow, man
But dig right; you got, you got meat, man; that's your name: Canibus
Your whole agenda is to eat these niggas, man
They have no business to be in the same stage with you
Holdin' a mic with youBut dig rightBut dig rightBut dig rightBut dig rightHey, Mike Tyson here, speakin' with the Canibus man over here
Yo, Canibus, your main objective out here is to do nottin' but
Eat, eat, eat, eat, emcees for lunch, breakfast, dinner
That's your agenda, baby
Your, your agenda to to consume them
Their whole existence; they can't exist in your presence
The Canibus is here to rule forever
Mike Tyson, on the death
Songwriters
Williams, Germaine / Duplessis, Jerry / Jean, WyclefPublished by
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.

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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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