Canibus - 2000 B.C. (Before Can-I-Bus) скачать mp3

Yo // My offense is a mixture of Mike and Mohammed // Knock a nigga unconscious, and talk shit // In bare-knuckle boxing, speed is the object // Weaving and dodging, with defensive blocking // 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, the power of strength // From the top of my head, down to where my toe cuticles end // I’ll verbally burn a nigga, lyrically hurt a nigga // Put a voodoo verse on a nigga, Kennedy curse a nigga // Who can spit them words quicker than the average man? // Who can embarrass a man? Bites you with fangs, and mangle your hands // On candid cam, the Canibus can // The Canibus can, with the stamina to damage a man // [Canibus] It’s been a long time, I shouldn’t have left you // Without a strong rhyme to step to // I told y’all, I roast y’all // So come 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, I roast y’all // So come 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 apologize for it // Yo, I can’t call it, motha fucking Wyclef spoiled it // But this time, for ninety-nine, I got five on it // You should double up and put a dime on it // Matter fact, triple your nickel and put fourteen ninety-nine on it // I’ma shine on it, watch Flex drop the bomb on it // About ten times on it // While people call the request line for it // Cipher sounds keep pushing rewind on it // Look out for the album with the Canibus design on it // Twelve o’clock in the morning, you’ll be standing in line for it // I’m a live poet, with a sharp ear and eye for it // ‘Cause I tear down mics, and put an out-of-sign order on it // [Canibus] It’s been a long time, I shouldn’t have left you // Without a strong rhyme to step to // I told y’all, I roast y’all // So come 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, I roast y’all // So come on, hold on // [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 // ‘Cause they sounded like idiots // They went from silver to gold to platinum // After the millennium, they’ll probably be wearing iridium // They so gassed, if a bitch sucked they dick, they’d probably cum helium // Y’all niggas can’t be serious, I was nice before ice // Before Christ, before the words, ‘let there be light’ // And the 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 fighting and aerial strikes // Before emcees picked up pens and started to write // Before promotional marketing, and poster [___A___] // The Can-I-Bus, will bust up mics, punch out lights // Punch out your motha fucking eye-sight // For the title-bout fight, ask Ty Phiffe // I snatch the track for half-price, the Canibus is too nice // Give me that mic // [Canibus] It’s been a long time, I shouldn’t have left you // Without a strong rhyme to step to // I told y’all, I roast y’all // So come 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, I roast y’all // So come on, hold on //