[Canibus]   “You wanna face lift? This is what it takes ‘Bis //   A beat that’ll make a nigga think an earthquake hit” //   The blue-collar rapper, enigmatic, democratic //   Rap-savvy fanatic that could smash any match-up //   High when I wrote this, bring welding goggles to my show //   My flow glow brighter than any diamond that you know //   I walk among you, draw energy from you //   The Art of Sun-Tzu, he used to bus’ too //   I’m like a Shaolin monk on crunk //   Holding himself up with his thumb on a stump //   Get a Hummer for the summer to stunt //   And just sit in the front while my lungs become one with a blunt //   Futuristic old-schooler, look like JFK Jr. when I suit up //   Jacob ‘The Jeweler’ with an new cut //   Can-I-Bus! I ain’t got what I want yet //   How could you respect one of the best //   What, I can’t get no //   Grab the mic, nigga, let’s go //   Bet me who got the best flow //   You end up with less doe //   Open your vest, let your chest show //   I’ma open your chest, let your breath go with a .38 Special //   Keep it on the low, don’t let the press know //   Behind the scenes they put me on death row and won’t let go //   Brace yourself while I break the chains //   My beats bang so hard they erase the plains //      [Canibus]   Yo //   This is full battle rattle, attack you //   Salute or I’ll smash you //   Can-I-Bus bus’ to blast you //      Full battle rattle, attack you //   Salute or I’ll smash you //   Can-I-Bus bus’ to blast you //      Full battle rattle, attack you //   Salute or I’ll smash you //   Can-I-Bus bus’ to blast you //      Full battle rattle, attack you //   Salute or I’ll smash you //   Can-I-Bus bus’ to blast you //      [Canibus]   The Hundred Bar Monster spit without hawkin’ up //   Smash your whole roster, fuck what it cost ya’ //   Fuck what it cost me, join the army smoke Bob Marley //   The sergeant major honorably discharged me //   For my sinsemilla and my hemp incense //   Inspiration, why it’s only worth ten percent //   Another day in the life for Mr. Can-I-Bus //   My life too rough for me not to recognize rough //   The soldier’s back to blow a fucking hole through rap //   I wish they’d let me out the cage and stop holding me back //   You might say the only thing holding me back is myself //   It ain’t hard to tell what’s holding me back is my sales //   I don’t make record for girls, I spit for the borough //   But I’m an artist in an ignorant world //   World class athlete trained to attack beats //   Mixtapes smash the streets, try to patch the leaks //   Niggas try to battle me but lose, they got limited views //   I remember when I was primitive too //   I sit and talk with the inquisitive youth, ‘cause I be spittin’ the truth //   Sometimes I ask them, “What you listenin’ to?” //   Lyrical fitness is the proof, let me put you in the booth //   Nottz’ll play the beat-loop, let me see what you can do //   The older advise the younger when they recognize the hunger //   I do a couple reps with the mic to get pumped up //   Monkey-bar sit-ups, blood rush to my head //   I write rhymes upside-down with an astronaut pen //   Spit a hot sixteen at Mach 10, take it up a notch then //   Launch everything when I’m locked in //   You in the kill-zone boxed in //   Tried to play jump rope with skis on and got dropped when you hopped in //   The Last Mohican, smoke you in the first season //   You don’t speak it but it’s no secret //   Peep it, you lightweight like rice-cakes //   Anybody under twenty-one that touch the microphone is mic-bait //   Hungry niggas start to get tight-faced, that’s when the fight breaks //   A sixty second round is a nice pace //   Work a nigga out ‘til he spit up white paste //   Tell him he can hide the bruise on his face with nightshade //   If you looking for a battle you came to the right place //   This is Mic Club and over here I’m the Mic Ace //      [Canibus]   Yo //   This is full battle rattle, attack you //   Salute or I’ll smash you //   Can-I-Bus bus’ to blast you //      Full battle rattle, attack you //   Salute or I’ll smash you //   Can-I-Bus bus’ to blast you //      Full battle rattle, attack you //   Salute or I’ll smash you //   Can-I-Bus bus’ to blast you //      Full battle rattle, attack you //   Salute or I’ll smash you //   Can-I-Bus bus’ to blast you //