Canibus]   Yo! My offense is a mixture of Mike and Muhammad   Knock a nigga unconcious and talk shit   In bare-knuckle boxin', speed is the object   Weavin' and dodgin' with defensive blockin'   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 of power and strength   From the top of my head, down to where my toe cuticles end   I verbally burn a nigga,   Lyrically hurt a nigga,   Pull a voodoo verse on a nigga,   Kennedy curse a nigga,   Who can spit the words quicker than the average man?   Who can embarrass a man?   Bite you with fangs and mangle ya hands   On candid cam, the Canibus can   The Canibus can with the stamina to damage a man      Chorus   It's been a long time,   I shouldn't have left you,   Without a strong rhyme to step to   I told y'all (C'mon!!) I roast y'all (C'mon!!)   So come on (Hold 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 (C'mon!!) I roast y'all (C'mon!!)   So come on (Hold 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 apologise for it,   Yo, I can't call it, motherfuckin' Wyclef spoiled it,   But this time for 99 I got 5 on it   You should double up and put a dime on it,   Matter of fact, triple your nickle and put 14.99 on it   I'ma shine on it,   Watch Flex drop a bomb on it   About ten times on it   Watch people call a request line for it   Cypher sounds keep pushin rewind on it   Look out for the album with the Canibus design on it   12 O'Clock in the morning you'll be standin on line for it   I'm a live poet, with a sharp ear and eye for it   Coz I tear down mics and put a out of order sign on it      Chorus      [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   Coz they sounded like idiots   They went from silver to gold to platinum   After the millenium they'll probably be wearin' Iridium   They so gassed, if a bitch sucked they dick they'd probably cum helium   Y'all niggaz can't be serious,I was nice before ice   Before Christ, before the words let there be light   And a 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 fightin' and aerial strikes   Before MC's picked up pens and started to write   Before promotional marketin and posterlights   The Can-I-Bus'll bust up mics   Punch out lights   Punch out your motherfuckin eyesight   For the title bought fight   Ask Ty Fyffe, I snatch the track for half price   The Canibus is too nice   Gimme that mic!      Chorus