aiight man.
do you...
damn shame you doin it to 'bis tho
do you...
damn shame you doin it to 'bis tho
Canibus Has Some Truly Incredible Overlooked Work
- Thread starter The Ruler 09
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FFS
Doing what to Bis? Talking about his music? Why is that a shame? This is 1 of the problem's with people and society as a whole, far too much conformity, lol at me stopping talking about an artist I like cause of ignorant trolls on an internet forum lol. That's not happening. I talk about plenty of artists and I won't restrict it cause of what moronic imbeciles say, I don't give a fukk what they say or about them, it's not even on my radar in the slightest when I do anything. But if you actually check the facts of what has happened, numerous people have been put on to K-Rino, his threads having been getting much bigger numbers, some even going platinum/diamond lol and people have been purchasing his albums which means money is going into a dope artists pocket, simply from me authentically genuinely being a fan and speaking about music in a natural sincere way, there is absolutely no way possible of me stopping that no matter what anybody says or does, in here, off here, anything, you'd have to be an extremely pathetic individual to stop talking about an artist you like cause of those childish reasons, that isn't me, I wouldn't give a fukk if every single member of the forum hated me, it means nothing to me. I will be speaking on Bis, K-Rino and every single other artist I want to speak about. I'm not responsible for ignorant reprehensible butthurt trolls.
This is the perfect song for this thread...
[Chorus]
How many MC's must get dissed
Before somebody says dont fukk with Bis?
(How many MC's? ....)
... Dont fukk with Bis
[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm valued as one America's most prestigious
Breeds of rapper for oral speeches and ghetto english
Canibus, Can-I-Bus is my LLC
Limited Liability Corp, can you spell that for me?
When I was young I wish I had someone to tell that to me
Here's my card, Poet Laureate since 1803
I know people who have written newspapers on me
Some are greatful to me, others be hatin on me
You wanna bet I ain't the illest? What you tradin' wit G
Occasionally I can feel the ripper ragin in me
I dunno, maybe it could be how the industry behaved with me
And lets say probably the Jamaican in me
It could also be Universal wasn't patient with me
If they weren't payin me I coulda called it slavery
The way they blatantly labeled me
Some satanically motivated rapper that was related to beef
I know I'm strange but my blood ain't green
And I never needed a team because I'm not as dumb as I seem
The trinity divided into a dozen light beams
The future Ive seen has humbled my dreams
To come in famine and disease
But lemme chill I sound like Priest, and I dont really feel like gettin deep
Yall nikkas know anyone of The Horsemen could rip shyt
But how many MC's must get dissed?
[Chorus](2x)
[Verse 2]
Ya know, I just think its time to be greatful
For every emcee that came through and spit tape-ful's of data for you
Every album before this, I made it for you
Nowadays the truth is I got nothin to prove
But I heard him call my name a couple times
In a couple of his rhymes and I thought about it a couple of times
Is he lookin for a response or is he being a jerk?
Or am I just to involved in my work?
I thought to myself, "why he put my name in his verse"?
When he said I wasn't ill he just made things worse
Thats when I recognized what Stan was worth
The only man on earth that could reverse the 'Cool J curse'
I served him, like a nikka without purpose
Constantly takin Rip The Jacker back to my therapist
I wasn't prepared for this
People wanna embarass Bis for reasons that are not really apparent to me yet
What, I can't get signed because I got mad at a vet?
How could a couple verses have so much anger in 'em?
Dont you know the difference between Rip The Jacker and Bis?
Go use the Pythagoris theory and do the math on this
Add up every multi syllable paragraph
That I've managed to average since January 96
And tell me when you find it you dikk ridin' bytch
Im so sick of you bein skeptical always runnin behind my shyt
Tell me the truth, you really think its time that I quit?
You think maybe I could wholesale these rhymes that I spit?
I guess the nicest MC's got tired of Bis
And lied to theyselves like they never relied on Bis
The real rock of the game, people have climbed on Bis
Rhyme mo' sick then anybody out your clique
Wit thousands of nikkas devout for that shyt
I got a couple of bytches too, I make em bow to the dikk
The album is sick, some Hollywood biography shyt
The difference between ships in bottles, and bottles in ships
fukkin wit Rip they find your fossils at the bottoms of cliffs
Stick 6 mics up your ass even though I doubt it will fit
But still how many MC's must get dissed
Before somebody says dont fukk with Bis?
(how many MC's?.....)
[Chorus 2](2x)
How many MC's must get dissed
Before somebody says dont fukk with Bis?
(How many MC's? ....)
... Dont fukk with Bis
How many MC's must get dissed
Before somebody says dont fukk with Bis?
"I'll battle you on the net, I'll battle you in the flesh
Y'all nikkas know the rest," dont fukk wit Bis
[Chorus]
How many MC's must get dissed
Before somebody says dont fukk with Bis?
(How many MC's? ....)
... Dont fukk with Bis
[Verse 1]
Yo, I'm valued as one America's most prestigious
Breeds of rapper for oral speeches and ghetto english
Canibus, Can-I-Bus is my LLC
Limited Liability Corp, can you spell that for me?
When I was young I wish I had someone to tell that to me
Here's my card, Poet Laureate since 1803
I know people who have written newspapers on me
Some are greatful to me, others be hatin on me
You wanna bet I ain't the illest? What you tradin' wit G
Occasionally I can feel the ripper ragin in me
I dunno, maybe it could be how the industry behaved with me
And lets say probably the Jamaican in me
It could also be Universal wasn't patient with me
If they weren't payin me I coulda called it slavery
The way they blatantly labeled me
Some satanically motivated rapper that was related to beef
I know I'm strange but my blood ain't green
And I never needed a team because I'm not as dumb as I seem
The trinity divided into a dozen light beams
The future Ive seen has humbled my dreams
To come in famine and disease
But lemme chill I sound like Priest, and I dont really feel like gettin deep
Yall nikkas know anyone of The Horsemen could rip shyt
But how many MC's must get dissed?
[Chorus](2x)
[Verse 2]
Ya know, I just think its time to be greatful
For every emcee that came through and spit tape-ful's of data for you
Every album before this, I made it for you
Nowadays the truth is I got nothin to prove
But I heard him call my name a couple times
In a couple of his rhymes and I thought about it a couple of times
Is he lookin for a response or is he being a jerk?
Or am I just to involved in my work?
I thought to myself, "why he put my name in his verse"?
When he said I wasn't ill he just made things worse
Thats when I recognized what Stan was worth
The only man on earth that could reverse the 'Cool J curse'
I served him, like a nikka without purpose
Constantly takin Rip The Jacker back to my therapist
I wasn't prepared for this
People wanna embarass Bis for reasons that are not really apparent to me yet
What, I can't get signed because I got mad at a vet?
How could a couple verses have so much anger in 'em?
Dont you know the difference between Rip The Jacker and Bis?
Go use the Pythagoris theory and do the math on this
Add up every multi syllable paragraph
That I've managed to average since January 96
And tell me when you find it you dikk ridin' bytch
Im so sick of you bein skeptical always runnin behind my shyt
Tell me the truth, you really think its time that I quit?
You think maybe I could wholesale these rhymes that I spit?
I guess the nicest MC's got tired of Bis
And lied to theyselves like they never relied on Bis
The real rock of the game, people have climbed on Bis
Rhyme mo' sick then anybody out your clique
Wit thousands of nikkas devout for that shyt
I got a couple of bytches too, I make em bow to the dikk
The album is sick, some Hollywood biography shyt
The difference between ships in bottles, and bottles in ships
fukkin wit Rip they find your fossils at the bottoms of cliffs
Stick 6 mics up your ass even though I doubt it will fit
But still how many MC's must get dissed
Before somebody says dont fukk with Bis?
(how many MC's?.....)
[Chorus 2](2x)
How many MC's must get dissed
Before somebody says dont fukk with Bis?
(How many MC's? ....)
... Dont fukk with Bis
How many MC's must get dissed
Before somebody says dont fukk with Bis?
"I'll battle you on the net, I'll battle you in the flesh
Y'all nikkas know the rest," dont fukk wit Bis
Greenhornet
A God Among Kings
the only way i can see bis retiring is if his last cd is 5 discs long or some shyt
if he stops what is he gonna do ?
shows for 10 years?
if he stops what is he gonna do ?
shows for 10 years?
i like his first album a lot and still listen to it
Hybrinetics
Banned
Yea I think bis is too lyrical for the average hip hop head and a good portion of followers stopped paying attention after 2000BC. They loved when he was more understandable and in battle mode, but from 2003 on he really started expanding his vocabulary and talking about more conscious things and went heavy into metaphors, losing a lot of people. personally i liked his battle shyt from 97-2000, but from 2003 on has his best work IMO. some of his later work ive heard 50 times and still bars will click that i hadnt realized before
Greenhornet
A God Among Kings
So do I, it's a personal classic to me, I just think at the time it wasn't what people expected, but personally I loved it, really enjoyed it, a lot of great songs, had some nice flavour to it too, he never quite made an album like that again, in the sense he probably got more complex more hardcore after, but I liked some of that smoother shyt too..
This shyt was great...
[Intro]
Most of you are poorly informed about...
Little time left to prepare
[Hook ]
It's little time left to prepare
It's little time left to prepare
It's little time left to prepare
They wanna know how come I show them right here, yeah
It's little time left to prepare rip the jacker
It's little time left to prepare rip the jacker
It's little time left to prepare
It's little time left to prepare
It's little time left to prepare
They wanna know how come, I show them right here yeah
(How Come verse)
As the universe expands
I contemplate whether it was Canibus or Compl3x that made man
Sometimes I wonder how come
We can't live without guns
What would of been the outcome if the South won
Think about that son
What in the hell caused the assassination of Malcolm
The federal communications commission listens to politicians in the position
to make certain decisions like putting minorities in prison
To decimating the population of women
It's called socialism
From the United States to the United Kingdom
I Mega Mix To A Beat To The Moon Leaves Blood now what
[Hook with differences]
It's little time left to prepare (uhu)
It's little time left to prepare (show this)
It's little time left to prepare
They wanna know how come I show them right here yeah
It's little time left to prepare (to prepare)
It's little time left to prepare (prepare)
It's little time left to prepare rip the jacker
It's little time left to prepare they wanna know how come I show them right here
It's little time left to prepare
It's little time left to prepare
It's little time left to prepare
They wanna know how come I show them right here yeah
And as globalism expands...
I recognize several disparities that exists between modern man
When I was young, I was intellectually outgunned
It took some time to figure out how it was done
The concept of love think about that one
The absence of it got human beings fighting over crumbs
The general rejuvenation admission uses proof of statistics
Standard encryptions to keep the truth hidden
Like a bunch of male chauvinist bigots
Confederates hate nikkas
And they take orders from right-wing lizards
Who support wicked, indignant, corrupt politicians
To mislead the system and miseducate children
It stopped raining, the roof top drip dropped draining
I look out the window, forever tainted
The worlds in trouble we pray to save it
There's blood on the pavement
They claimed violent crime, drug related
The poor people can't afford payments
And when you look across the board it's all the same shyt, nikka
[Hook]
Colour doesn't divide us
Just in justice and silence
One good man is robbed of his promise
The Nazarene dream like little league softball teams
Good Morning Vietnam the time is now 11:53
Goldberg Just reported, my verse was retarded with vampire garlic
And verbal vitriolic backed up by so much knowledge
with so many bars to process
1 minute to midnight that gives you about 30 seconds to live right
so just sit tight, 30 seconds on the bus
and the president says you rich motherfukkers better pay capital gains to the public
It's only fair but they don't wanna share
poor people starving everywhere but they don't care
yeah, I live in the greatest country on the globe
but NO every man is not equal, not even close
(not even close, but maybe just a little bit)
[Hook]
The global money saga, angels, demons, cops, and robbers
We got many problems in common with the old timers
Ownership of the soul, the keyword is control
I don't even wanna be in that mode but who does?
The mental slave, the slave that can spell his own name
but can't see through this belicos game
Sabotaged with deceit gunned down in the street
systemically murdered and hung from a tree
Now that's what we call a fait accompli
I just rap to the beat, look what they've done to me
Wow my pen pal is the DuJAL
he say I'm foul because he think I took his lyrical style
but my style is my own, the fear of god purified my tone alone
writing poems in my Uruguay home
Got to be grateful to have a roof over my head
and that your family is sustainably fed
Hip-hop is boastful pride we hide our emotional side
rip you up like a dry water slide 'cus
[Hook]
I tell them to look in 2 mirrors and witness infinity rip the jacker II infinity
[Intro]
Most of you are poorly informed about...
Little time left to prepare
[Hook ]
It's little time left to prepare
It's little time left to prepare
It's little time left to prepare
They wanna know how come I show them right here, yeah
It's little time left to prepare rip the jacker
It's little time left to prepare rip the jacker
It's little time left to prepare
It's little time left to prepare
It's little time left to prepare
They wanna know how come, I show them right here yeah
(How Come verse)
As the universe expands
I contemplate whether it was Canibus or Compl3x that made man
Sometimes I wonder how come
We can't live without guns
What would of been the outcome if the South won
Think about that son
What in the hell caused the assassination of Malcolm
The federal communications commission listens to politicians in the position
to make certain decisions like putting minorities in prison
To decimating the population of women
It's called socialism
From the United States to the United Kingdom
I Mega Mix To A Beat To The Moon Leaves Blood now what
[Hook with differences]
It's little time left to prepare (uhu)
It's little time left to prepare (show this)
It's little time left to prepare
They wanna know how come I show them right here yeah
It's little time left to prepare (to prepare)
It's little time left to prepare (prepare)
It's little time left to prepare rip the jacker
It's little time left to prepare they wanna know how come I show them right here
It's little time left to prepare
It's little time left to prepare
It's little time left to prepare
They wanna know how come I show them right here yeah
And as globalism expands...
I recognize several disparities that exists between modern man
When I was young, I was intellectually outgunned
It took some time to figure out how it was done
The concept of love think about that one
The absence of it got human beings fighting over crumbs
The general rejuvenation admission uses proof of statistics
Standard encryptions to keep the truth hidden
Like a bunch of male chauvinist bigots
Confederates hate nikkas
And they take orders from right-wing lizards
Who support wicked, indignant, corrupt politicians
To mislead the system and miseducate children
It stopped raining, the roof top drip dropped draining
I look out the window, forever tainted
The worlds in trouble we pray to save it
There's blood on the pavement
They claimed violent crime, drug related
The poor people can't afford payments
And when you look across the board it's all the same shyt, nikka
[Hook]
Colour doesn't divide us
Just in justice and silence
One good man is robbed of his promise
The Nazarene dream like little league softball teams
Good Morning Vietnam the time is now 11:53
Goldberg Just reported, my verse was retarded with vampire garlic
And verbal vitriolic backed up by so much knowledge
with so many bars to process
1 minute to midnight that gives you about 30 seconds to live right
so just sit tight, 30 seconds on the bus
and the president says you rich motherfukkers better pay capital gains to the public
It's only fair but they don't wanna share
poor people starving everywhere but they don't care
yeah, I live in the greatest country on the globe
but NO every man is not equal, not even close
(not even close, but maybe just a little bit)
[Hook]
The global money saga, angels, demons, cops, and robbers
We got many problems in common with the old timers
Ownership of the soul, the keyword is control
I don't even wanna be in that mode but who does?
The mental slave, the slave that can spell his own name
but can't see through this belicos game
Sabotaged with deceit gunned down in the street
systemically murdered and hung from a tree
Now that's what we call a fait accompli
I just rap to the beat, look what they've done to me
Wow my pen pal is the DuJAL
he say I'm foul because he think I took his lyrical style
but my style is my own, the fear of god purified my tone alone
writing poems in my Uruguay home
Got to be grateful to have a roof over my head
and that your family is sustainably fed
Hip-hop is boastful pride we hide our emotional side
rip you up like a dry water slide 'cus
[Hook]
I tell them to look in 2 mirrors and witness infinity rip the jacker II infinity
I think it may be more the subject matter and hardcore bar type shyt. But I like what he did, I really enjoyed Melatonin Magik, thought it had some fantastic hugely admirable brilliant work. Yes I agree with more understandable in battle mode, he was simpler then, he has an abstract style sometimes now and not everyone likes that, which I have no issue with but the brother is putting lyrics together and rhyming his ass off regardless, that's undeniable. I've heard a bunch of unreleased Bis shyt that shows he's just 1 of the dopest, he's a true MC, an ILL MC, a craftsman, a true lyricist. Even Rip The Jacker in some senses was more simple, he went into another zone on shyt like Melatonin Magik, the work there was just insane. Yeah I feel you, even the original C Of Tranquillity, it's 12 mins but normaly every time I hear it I listen to it multiple times, it's just that dope, he's MURDERING that shyt on an MC level and the imagery, poetic qualities, references, content is just fukking ill... No-one rhymes quite like Bis.
[Canibus]
This is Melatonin Magik...
Sumerian, Chinese, Egyptian, Latin Nobody can match Canibus when I'm rappin (what happened?)
Captain Cold Crush get it crackin
Theres more than one person right now thats not laughin
Squash microphones wit unknown chromosomes
To discover the codes that controls the brain's frontal lobes
The pineal gland glows (go! go! go!)
Don't look back, I got ya back bro
He's a high profile target, code name Sergeant Armpits
He was Rakim Allah's first artist
Lemme bus' em; naw, I'mma punish em, Ra
I'mma show you how the mothafukkin government lie
Got nothin to do with pride, you must realize
Few of us will be alive by Solar Cycle 25
I tried to look for solutions, thats not enough time
They won't be satisfied til every one of us die
Aight, calm the fukk down and listen to my rhymes
The only way that you can free yourself is your mind
First thing you gotta do is put the antagonism behind
Then you gotta put ya life on the line
The reward is great; the risk? Even greater
Fellowship can only make a Braveheart braver
Watch who you followin, watch who you praisin
"Yes We Can" backwards is "Thank You Satan"
YES I'm Jamaican; YES I'm a patriot
NO I will not forsake you for a paycheck
YES this is victory, YES I can taste it
NO I'm not a Mason, I'm followin my trainin
They monitor my body functions from central London
My heart rate is thumpin, I suffer from numbness
A robot arm shoves the drugs in
My scrubs are disgustin and sullen, I smell like cub skin
Funky, funky, funky odor; Bridgewater, South Dakota
My spit fizz like soda, I'm in a coma
In a pagoda, nurse McLovin
Says she wouldn't fukk me if I was her husband
Dont trust the bytch
Im in a warehouse alone I hear doors open and close No phone, no intercom controls
Wouldn't matter anyway Im in a paranormal zone
Goose bumps grow, I could hear a few ghosts moan
I'm a mastermind, tryin to amplify the frequency of the rhyme
So I can learn to fly
So yeah, fukk a punchline
I'm past that prime, that's not a crime
So go find someone else to dikk ride
Focus on the truth, its long overdue
It woulda never happened if I told you what I wanted to do
The Inconvenient Truth is a convenient truth
2012 solar cycle 24 commin soon
I promise you Canibus achieved the impossible
It's only logical its time for the truth
Whether I'm gonna be around to witness it or not
I spit this shyt for hip-hop
Twitter nikkas type their hype they write Canibus smash the mic
Cause you can't blackball the light
They know my hands always been tied
You call that a fight?
Give me the mic I call in an airstrike
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
There's some things in this worls that money can't buy
Respect, honor, fukk it, it's all corrupted
The media can not be trusted
You shouldn't need a budget, to rep hip-hop
You don't have to suck dikk just to get your shot
Just work with what you got
Don't be a robot, be human
Influenced by hip-hop music
It ain't nothin like It ain't nothin like It ain't nothin like hip-hop music It ain't nothin like It ain't nothin like It ain't nothin like hip-hop music
50 plus bars is some new shyt
Its called Melatonin Magik and music
50 plus bars is some new shyt
Its called Melatonin Magik and music
No bullshyt
Take it back to 1997 exclusive clue shyt
The most intrusive MC in hip-hop music
Lyrically you can't do shyt
Bis's shyt on this was raw and overlooked too...