2000 B.C. (Dirty Version)

Canibus]

Yo! My offense is a mixture of Mike and Muhammad

Knock a nigga unconcious and talk shit

In bare-knuckle boxin', speed is the object

Weavin' and dodgin' with defensive blockin'

So in the ring, you cannot win

The top ten become nine dead if I ever decide to hop in

With the one-two, one-two shot to the chin

knock you out like ten shots of vodka and gin

The beautiful blend of power and strength

From the top of my head, down to where my toe cuticles end

I verbally burn a nigga,

Lyrically hurt a nigga,

Pull a voodoo verse on a nigga,

Kennedy curse a nigga,

Who can spit the words quicker than the average man?

Who can embarrass a man?

Bite you with fangs and mangle ya hands

On candid cam, the Canibus can

The Canibus can with the stamina to damage a man

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It's been a long time,

I shouldn't have left you,

Without a strong rhyme to step to

I told y'all (C'mon!!) I roast y'all (C'mon!!)

So come on (Hold on) Hold on!!

It's been a long time,

I shouldn't have left you,

Without a strong rhyme to step to

I told y'all (C'mon!!) I roast y'all (C'mon!!)

So come on (Hold on) Hold on!!

[Canibus]

Yo! I spit for it (lie for it!)

Live for it (die for it!)

Back out the nine, commit a homicide for it

If I'm handcuffed with the right to remain silent for it

I'ma blow trial and do the federal time for it

you mad at the last album, I apologise for it,

Yo, I can't call it, motherfuckin' Wyclef spoiled it,

But this time for 99 I got 5 on it

You should double up and put a dime on it,

Matter of fact, triple your nickle and put 14.99 on it

I'ma shine on it,

Watch Flex drop a bomb on it

About ten times on it

Watch people call a request line for it

Cypher sounds keep pushin rewind on it

Look out for the album with the Canibus design on it

12 O'Clock in the morning you'll be standin on line for it

I'm a live poet, with a sharp ear and eye for it

Coz I tear down mics and put a out of order sign on it

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[Canibus]

Yo, I rip shit with the ballistic characteristics

Of a hollow tip at point blank distance

I flip shit when I spit shit

Father forgive Bis,

I just snatched the Jesus piece off some Christians

Coz they sounded like idiots

They went from silver to gold to platinum

After the millenium they'll probably be wearin' Iridium

They so gassed, if a bitch sucked they dick they'd probably cum helium

Y'all niggaz can't be serious,I was nice before ice

Before Christ, before the words let there be light

And a light took over the night

I was born with a mic

Lord of the mic before all plant and animal life

Took this rap shit to new heights

Before the Wright brothers took flight

Before dog fightin' and aerial strikes

Before MC's picked up pens and started to write

Before promotional marketin and posterlights

The Can-I-Bus'll bust up mics

Punch out lights

Punch out your motherfuckin eyesight

For the title bought fight

Ask Ty Fyffe, I snatch the track for half price

The Canibus is too nice

Gimme that mic!

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