[Canibus]
  Yo the artists come and go
  So does the show
  So does the dough
  Nothin lasts forever you know
  It's all about experience and what you take from it
  What you learn in the process
  What you make of it
  Number two in the world at the top of the summit, I love it
  Shoulda packed a parachute for the plummet
  Now I'm opening these clips crawlin through mud pits
  With guns and hundreds of clips
  On uncle Sam's budget
  Hundred rifles itself
  Handcuff Bert Renolds to Jim Brown and escape with Raquel Welsh
  Isn't my queen lovely
  Feed her rum of rays and ice cream
  Shower her with diamond rings and money
  23 hours a day I study
  Dreamin about beautiful women
  I hate you gay teletubies
  Dreams keep my alive
  You can't take em from me
  The battlefield is bloody
  Me and a ugly
  My adrenaline rushes when the enemy rushes
  Tryin to bust me cuz I swore I'd defend my country
  If I could choose between being lucky and having money
  Nothing negative could ever touch me
  What must be is ultimately not up to me
  But I sacrifice my life for yours if you trust me
  Pin my medals upon my chest
  So I could left-right-left in a certain death
  God's speed and God bless
  In the end I hope God has progressed
  If I'm put to rest
  I did what I came to do
  Nothin left
  Say my name out the blue cuz I rhyme it the best
  Mic club dot net see me live in the flesh
  You could come and download every rhyme that I spit
  You could pay homage to Rip
  For one dollar a clip
  None of those rhymes is on the album bitch
  It's a storage facility where I keep my shit
  For the students in class that wanna peep my shit
  Break a bootlegger's leg if he leak my shit
  You don't wanna sign him bitch then eat my shit
  Drink my piss
  You could never compete like this
  I'mma give you an example of how deep I get
  Technology not available for purchase
  My brains collects, stores and converts million bar verses
  At a stand-off distance of a thousand feet
  I illuminate the target and pound em to sleep
  To within one micro-inch if you out in the street
  I could close my ears and still move my mouth to the beat
  Dial-up to your network and make your files to leak
  Count to three
  Listen to your browser beat
  Too late foot already stepped in the feces
  Dr. Norton's too sick to help your PCs
  Virtually I make virtual memory freeze
  With a weapon of mass destruction to double your MD's
  I'm a TMC trouble of MCs
  Destroy callities for your CAVs
  I send no less than 20 18s
  Wipe you out before I even get to the beach
  With my Trans atmospheric space based mirrors
  Can you write that out without typographical errors?
  Dumb fucks I'm the best ever whatever
  Divide 18 by 6 you get the third letter
  >From the lowest earth orbit up to the heavens
  I bomb y'all lyrics of flesh shedder and petters forever
  As a spitter I'm still tougher than leather
  I had to go underground to get over the pressure
  Battle rap from the renaissance multi-mega wide
  Bury you beneath the bedrock on the bed of rocks
  I could never get bored I write huggly versus verbal force
  Fuck writing killer chorus
  Cope and haven curriculum of metaphors
  Everything from Bob Marley to Tevor's sall
  The system of a down song number 14
  I see aerials in the sky when I dream
  The end is near I wish it would hurry up
  I feel nano-bacteria burning me up
  Before I explain in detail
  You should examine the mars mineral samples under my nails
  Sometimes I wonder who's listening
  The auditory pavlovian conditioning so sickening
  My attomy and guanine cyber scene and thiamine is really what makes my rhyme supreme
  Soon as I hear the beat bada-bing
  You gotta think, a hundred bars
  Damn that's a lot of ink
  Imagine all of my albums would be out of print
  There would be a clone for every style I invent
  For every line I rhyme intense
  For all the time I spent
  Every word I spit since nine six
  If you could input at one hundred
  I could output way above it
  If we in public I double it
  Put this on your study list and go study bitch
  Basically quoting Hammer you can't touch this
  I'm too assertive and alert for what its worth
  My best piece of work is still yearning to be birthed
  Class Dismissed
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