canibus second round k.o appreciation
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pointproven214
i speak facts not emotions
[Verse 1: Canibus]
So I'ma let the world know the truth, you don't want me to shine
You studied my rhyme, then you laid your vocals after mine
That's a bytch move, something that a homo rapper would do
So when you say that you platinum, you only dropping clues
I studied your background, read the book that you wrote
Researched your footnotes about how you used to sniff coke
Fronting like a drug-free role model, you disgust me
I know bytches that seen you smoke weed recently
You walk around showing off your body ‘cause it sells
Plus to avoid the fact that you ain't got skills
Mad at me ‘cause I kick that shyt real nikkas feel
While 99% of your fans wear high heels
From Ice-T to Kool Moe Dee to Jay-Z
Now you want to fukk with me? You must be crazy
You dripping with wack juice, and you can't get it off
You better be prepared to finish what you start, nikka
You better give me the respect that I deserve or I'ma take it by force
Blast you with a .45 colt, make you somersault
Shock you with a couple hundred thousand volt thunderbolts
Before you wanted a war, now you wanna talk
It's about who strikes the hardest, not who strikes first
That's why I laugh when I hear that wack ass verse
That shyt was the worst rhyme I ever heard in my life
‘Cause the greatest rapper of all time died on March 9th
God bless his soul rest in peace, kid
It's because of him now at least I know what beef is
It's not what I would call this, see this is something different
A fakkit nikka tryna make a livin' off of dissin'
Somebody that he gotta know is better than him
But he feeling himself ‘cause he got more cheddar than him
Well let me tell you something: you might got more cash then me
But you ain't got the skills to eat a nikka's ass like me
And if you really want to show off, we can get it on
Live in front of the cameras on your own sitcom
I'll let you kick a verse... fukk it, I'll let you kick 'em all
I'll even wait for the studio audience to applaud
Now watch me rip the tat from your arm
Kick you in the groin, stick you for your Vanguard award
In front of your mom, your 1st, 2nd and 3rd-born
Make your wife get on the horn, call Minister Farrakhan
So he could persuade me to squash it, I say "Naw, he started it
He forgot what a hardcore artist is"
A hardcore artist is a dangerous man, such as myself
Trained to run 20 miles in soft sand
On or off land, programmed to kick hundreds of bars offhand
From a lost and forgotten land
You done did it, man, you done spitted some wack shyt
And probably thought that because it's been a minute I'll forget it?
fukk that! ‘Cause like Common and Cube, I see the bytch in you
And I'ma make the world see it too, motherfukker
canibus >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>.
So I'ma let the world know the truth, you don't want me to shine
You studied my rhyme, then you laid your vocals after mine
That's a bytch move, something that a homo rapper would do
So when you say that you platinum, you only dropping clues
I studied your background, read the book that you wrote
Researched your footnotes about how you used to sniff coke
Fronting like a drug-free role model, you disgust me
I know bytches that seen you smoke weed recently
You walk around showing off your body ‘cause it sells
Plus to avoid the fact that you ain't got skills
Mad at me ‘cause I kick that shyt real nikkas feel
While 99% of your fans wear high heels
From Ice-T to Kool Moe Dee to Jay-Z
Now you want to fukk with me? You must be crazy
You dripping with wack juice, and you can't get it off
You better be prepared to finish what you start, nikka
You better give me the respect that I deserve or I'ma take it by force
Blast you with a .45 colt, make you somersault
Shock you with a couple hundred thousand volt thunderbolts
Before you wanted a war, now you wanna talk
It's about who strikes the hardest, not who strikes first
That's why I laugh when I hear that wack ass verse
That shyt was the worst rhyme I ever heard in my life
‘Cause the greatest rapper of all time died on March 9th
God bless his soul rest in peace, kid
It's because of him now at least I know what beef is
It's not what I would call this, see this is something different
A fakkit nikka tryna make a livin' off of dissin'
Somebody that he gotta know is better than him
But he feeling himself ‘cause he got more cheddar than him
Well let me tell you something: you might got more cash then me
But you ain't got the skills to eat a nikka's ass like me
And if you really want to show off, we can get it on
Live in front of the cameras on your own sitcom
I'll let you kick a verse... fukk it, I'll let you kick 'em all
I'll even wait for the studio audience to applaud
Now watch me rip the tat from your arm
Kick you in the groin, stick you for your Vanguard award
In front of your mom, your 1st, 2nd and 3rd-born
Make your wife get on the horn, call Minister Farrakhan
So he could persuade me to squash it, I say "Naw, he started it
He forgot what a hardcore artist is"
A hardcore artist is a dangerous man, such as myself
Trained to run 20 miles in soft sand
On or off land, programmed to kick hundreds of bars offhand
From a lost and forgotten land
You done did it, man, you done spitted some wack shyt
And probably thought that because it's been a minute I'll forget it?
fukk that! ‘Cause like Common and Cube, I see the bytch in you
And I'ma make the world see it too, motherfukker
canibus >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>.
altruicsense
Lord of the 7 Kingdoms
I always thought he went harder on the 2nd diss track (rip da jacker).. only problem was he dropped it about 6 months too late. some of those lines were too hard..
but yeah 2nd round ko was crazy when it first came out..
