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



Chorus: Panama P.I.



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

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