[Verse 1] nYo, yo, yo, now when you see that big ass see, you know I'm comin through nAnd when you know I'm comin through, you know what I'ma do nI never sent to battlin me, would be impossible nI just think it's highly motherfucking improbable nYou talkin to a nigga, niggas split molecules nTo subatomic particles, strong enough to stop a bull nBodies slam, to oxygen, drop a mule nUrinating rocket fuel, freestylin over gospel tunes nRhymes by the thousands, rhymes for hours nI could kick a rhyme longer than your whole album nKickboxer, beatin the shit out niggas proper nI beat 'em till they holler, beat 'em til the cops come nBeatin niggas til they have seizures, beat 'em til they start screamin nLike fax machines when they start receivin nBeat 'em til my own hands start bleedin nBeat 'em til they lungs stop breathing and they heart stop beatin nFrom 12 am to 12 pm in the evening nWith three 15 minute breaks in between 'em nGood Jesus, that's a really stingy beatin nThat's what you get for fuckin with this lyrical demon nBloodstream's been, contaminated for eons nI got cast out of heaven for treason nGot cast out of the Garden of Eden for lettin the reptilian beast in nGot locked up for a DUI and speedin nA whole legion of half decent emcees get released when nThey spit a hundred bars for they freedom nSee I'm much too nice to compete wit nToo nice to flow over beats wit, too nice to hold a M I see wit nOff some diesel Hercules shit, I cold flip nAnd start to punch trees til they leafless nInhale with two real deep breaths, hold my breath nTil the whole planet suffocates and then release it [release it] n n[HOOK 2X:] nYo, you ain't as cold as us nOr as bold as us nWhen you get thrown to the wolves, you get thrown to us n[When we in the warzone, we got the chrome wit us] n'cause we rollin rough, when the soldiers rush nEither you roll wit us, or get blown to dust [ashes to ashes and dust to ndust] n n[Verse 2] nYo, yo, now for the last couple of months, things been real quiet n'cause I ain't heard shit worth buyin nI'm bout to show you niggas how I'm driven nThe drive comes from my lyrics and my lyrics come from my inner spirit nFive bringin the, faster than 12 cylinder engines with nitrogen in 'em nFaster than F-1 with light pistons nFast enough to give your brain an aneurysm n'cause you niggas is slower than fat bitches with tabalism nThe way I rip apart the competition when I be spittin nThe name Canibus might as well be Cannibalism nShow me a man that can't feel him nI'll show you a man that'll grab him by the neck nAnd put his head to the fan on the ceiling nSuffer real bad from television shit nDrop him off the roof of a building and let the news film him nI hop in front of the cameras and tell 'em how I'm feelin nI tell 'em how I feel that hip hop, should deal wit it nTell 'em how I'm tired of the state rappers in nNinety percent of the shit that rappers give is subject matter less nNot original, but blasphemous, just a bunch of the same characters nShootin the same videos, it's embarrassing nYou's in the same formal as the level head? nYou's are the same actors and actresses, same shit different laxative nFace it nigga you wack as shit I'm snatchin your mic nI make you run for your life, children in the daylight nThat track you at night, my global position is satellite nGot a infrared blaster to test your body's Fahrenheit nWherever you go, I track you through hail, sleet, or snow nI track you til you're seizure grows into a afro nUntil you plaid 'em into cornrows nTrack you til your shoe soles develop holes nAnd you get, corns on your toes nTil your teeth develop hollow coses nBut you been goin so long without deodorant you don't even notice it nMotherfucker n n[HOOK 4X]