Yo, sittin' on chrome, sittin' on low pro 20 inch Firestones   Grippin' the road with the wickedest flow, 'bis is a pro   I zigzag throughout sly loam   Accelerate and decelerate in and out the cones      Poisonous poems travel through Walkman headphones   Into your dome, osteoporosis your bones   Who's the nicest nigga you know in the year two triple-O   Spit turn to icicles in the mid air and slit your throat      Drain your carcass dry rip out your heart bitch   I write rhymes using your blood for my ink cartridges   Paleoanthropologists, polish the bones   Of rapper artist after I dip in my hydrochloric waters      Canibus, with the seams burstin', perfect   Everyday the earth spins I write verses   My soul purpose as a verbalist, is to make my words twist   And connect like letters when they're in cursive      I'll pray on them, I'll spray on them   First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning   I'll pray on them, I'll spray on them   First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning      I'll pray on them, I'll spray on them   First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning   I'll pray on them, I'll spray on them   First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning      Yo, yo, I'm faster than leopards runnin' across the vast desert   In twenty-two yards per second to catch me to daily delicatessen   With thirty minutes to eat 'em, forty minutes to digest 'em   And fifty minutes for it to pass through my intestines      So ask yourself a question, can the canibus rhyme?   Is a fuckin' porcupine half swine?   No time to make up your mind, you wanna run or die?   Clip you while you're running by, trip you up from behind my rhymes      Confuse niggas like somebody try to gang-bang   Wearin' a blue shirt and red pants   Throwin' up signs with their left hand   Standin' out on the corner of wetlands   With a confederate flag for a headband      God dam eggplants, niggas gettin' me vexed man   'Cause I'm surrounded by garbage like Fred Sav   And I can't seem to get away from it   I dreamed that I stabbed Leviathan through the stomach, and ate from it      In my past life I slayed hundreds, and in the life before that   I played trumpets, to warn you that I was comin'   There's one billion ways to die, and I already tried   Nine-hundred million nine hundred and ninety nine      When I aim and fire my rhymes, like a hundred cannon balls flying   Striking you one at a time, in a parallel line   Why the art of emceein' is steady dyin'   That nigga canibus is still in his prime, bust a rhyme      I'll pray on them, I'll spray on them   First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning   I'll pray on them, I'll spray on them   First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning      I'll pray on them, I'll spray on them   First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning   I'll pray on them, I'll spray on them   First nigga to violate I'll regulate without warning      Club dodge, I wrecked that limelight, cursed that   Envy, I murdered that club Soho, never heard of that   Wetlands, dried it up cheaters, decided to club, fired up   Looking for a chicken to tie up      Club New York, I heard it's hot there beats be rocking there   Too many niggaz be gettin' stabbed and shot there   Speed, I slowed it down the tunnel, they hold it down   Home of the underground, why they always close it down      Century club, the hot shit house of blues, I rocked it   One twelve ATL, that's the dirty south bomb shit   Synagogue, yeah I be there Caribbean city, roll deep there   Lyricist lounge, they be some real emcees there