Doomsday News

Yo, yo..

If I had half as many bars in gold

as I had in lyrics when I flowed

I'd be the richest man on the globe

Niggaz wanna know is Canibus gold?

That's a stupid-ass question motherfucker, is Canada cold?

Bout a thousand degrees lower than liquid nitro is

Five thousand degrees hotter than flame throwers

I reflect light, bounce off walls and wreck mics

Disconnect your windpipe by cuttin your neck with a knife

Rip through, everything from tissues to blood vessels

My ninjitsu, kill you with the art of Tenchu

I zig zag, zig crushin a kid

With G-forces violent enough to crush your ribs

like pilots that fly Russian MIG

Comin to punish you pigs

Give a fuck who you is; nigga, Canibus in ya biz

From the lowest point in the planet to Mt. Everest

I kick the illest shit, spray-paintin my name across the pyramids

The rap terrorist, Professor Emeritus

Fuck forbidden fruit I was eating pussy in Genesis

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What you got niggaz that's ready to brawl?

I'll give you the phone card and the celly to make a call

What the fuck y'all bitch niggaz actin like y'all tuff for?

We'll stuff y'all, uppercut y'all, confront y'all

On stage we break arms, legs, backs and jaws

Enough damage to cancel your tour (Fuck y'all!)

[Canibus]

Now I said it once and I'll say it a thousand times

I got thousands of rhymes, the rechargeable alkaline kind

You wanna a piece of mind? Fine, we can take it outside

Otherwise you're wastin your time, cause I'ma shine

for the one-triple-9, niggaz gamblin damage they eyes

Goin blind, tryin to keep up with these lyrical lines

The type of nigga you can't flow behind without a dope rhyme

You fuck around and get clotheslined til you nosedive

We can rhyme fair and square or fair in the sphere

Anyplace, anywhere, you niggaz don't have a prayer

Cause doomsday is near, faggot niggaz is scared

They stand and stare as I appear upon a cushion of air

With a long white beard flamin, hot enough to sunburn Satan

Hotter than white people takin vacation

out in Jamaica out in the sun bathin;

sun bakin in gamma ray radiation

til they skin color look cajun

Motherfuckers start agin to the point

where they faces shrivel up like raisins

and they become cancer patients

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[Canibus]

Yo, yo, yo.. I manipulate the metaphysical

power to hold my breath for half an hour

Continuously breathin outward; you ain't an MC you a coward

I make wack rappers lose control of they bladders

and piss in they trousers

Pink pussy possum niggaz play dead

While my heat waves hit, and verbal x-rays evaporate shit

Water molecules get transformed to vapors

My lyrics turn the Pacific into a dry lakebed

Electromagnetic cassettes melt tape decks

Niggaz battle in space; tryin to hold it down

but they can't cause they weightless

Amateur swordsmen gets stabbed through they face mask

trying to escape death

A world where the whole globe will contract Ebola

from drinkin spring water darker than Coca-Cola

Human with AIDS, computers with Y2K

I rock rhymes counter-clockwise until doomsday

Fuck y'all, fuck y'all, fuck y'all