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Poet Laureate

アーティスト:Canibus  アルバム:Mic Club 

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(Canibus) Yo, Houston to Earth, watch the Ripper crucify you with verse, My urethra to your uvula quenches your thirst, Put your flames out with dry desert dirt where leopards lurk, Lock your soul down with an esoteric weapons search, Strap a bomb to one of your label's record clerks, And activate it as soon as they get to work, Ring the alarm, red alert nigga it gets worse, Bypass security networks with select words, Megahertz make nebulas reverse ‘til your head bursts, Call the press first and ask them who has the best verse, Give me the respect I deserve, If you are what you eat, it's obvious I can't eat what I'm worth, Y'all niggas eat pussy and burp, The other half of y'all suck dick ‘til your jaws and your neck hurt, When you address me nigga, end your sentence with ‘Sir', Critics went berserk, they haven't even heard my best work, See I broke into their mind by, Quietly going by their eardrum walls and hot-wired their skulls, Yeah, I earned the name Canibus but what did it cost? Battle rap is nothing but a serendipitous whore, Niggas probably like, "What the fuck he dissing him for?" Yeah, he dissed me first, but you were never informed, I'm one of the top five nigga, my shit is tight nigga, You heard it right nigga, I rock mics nigga, But the limelight isn't where I belong, The top four don't even look in the mirror no more, If they did, I'd be in the mirror looking back at them, Ready to grab them, kidnap them and put them on my album, I rip jackers, rip the time-space fabric, Loop the future with the past tense, looking for patterns, Eradicate Africans that sold Africans to Saxons, And forced black men to pay taxes, Attack a wack bitch with counter-tactics, Split your bullet proof chassis in half with a rapid Gatling, Keep firing at you ‘til you're trapped in, Non-combatants scramble for helicopter extraction, While I'm back at Fort Bragg, bragging, How I tortured them faggots and stabbed them with Rip the Jacker daggers, Slay dragons with old passages from black magic manuscripts, I found in the cabinet written in Arabic, Translate the characters one by one like Arafat's tarot card suggests, I make terrorist's threats through your stereo set, Various anthrax carriers sending sarin to the press, With an imaginary address, Cani's the best, Untraceable, your picture's unpaintable canvas is wet, Let me dry you off with some of this fire I spit, Twenty six years old, nigga look how I spit, Microphone fiend, since I was like fourteen, My Cuban uncle used to sell cocaine, Okay? I'm reloaded, you're fucking with the wrong MC, Creutzfeldt-Jakob disease to


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