Canibus - Wake up show freestyle lyrics

[Verse One: Canibus] Yo, me and Jura**ic 5 in a chromed out Navigator Counting paper, who wanna taste the new flavor? We go hard like terrorists smuggling bombs Blow up a plane fuselage with the president on board Starting problems, bringing drama regardless We get our points across like a trapeze artist without falling Twin turbine rhymes with 4 thousand pounds of thrust Can-I-Bus, Can-I-Bus If you one of them n***as that only trust what you can touch When you see me give me a pound and shut the f** up No diggity, I smack rappers silly for drilling me Lyrically The hardcore metaphor war trilogy With the verbal chemistry punks can't understand How Canibus k**s a man with less than 10 lyrical milligrams Of the illest jam you ever seen or heard Special operatives rocking this to get the proper burn, what! [Verse 2: Canibus] Canibus is above the law I make cops sh** in their draws They won't even dispatch the call if my name is involved while you pray to Allah Reading your Qur'an and your teaching of Muhammad I'm in my crib studying thuganomics Punks wanna murder me That's why my Burgundy Suburban be Full of Secret Service security Transporting me back and forth from the Affirmative Action University and aircrafts to take off and land vertically The fact that I ain't treated like a king is absurd to me From the streets of Dirty Jersey to Germany n***as heard of me Verbally murdering you thoroughly without effort I get drug tested before I can rhyme on the record Remarkable specimen With an audible weapon Processing lyrics in less than one hundreth of a second Beef, bring it Bullets in barrel, spin it [Verse 3: Canibus] After nonsense I got the reinforcements to crush any enemies offense With a hundred thousand horsemen The hardest muthawat, on the market right here I complete in a minute what would take you a light year Extra terrestrial biological entities waiting for the energy battling for world supremacy Who wanna get touched? The Can-I-Bus will crush you With hard jigsaw puzzles and strong jaw muscles Ambushing MC's Jumping out the trees like Vietnamese in fatigues covered with leaves Integrating you whack MC's like like MIB's with dark gla**es Asking you to tell me exactly where that alien craft landed by flashing Bright lights in your eyes with them silver cameras so when you revived you can't recall or understand it That's how the Canibus keeps SABS on the planet I use amnesia to neutralize public panic and take advantage of opportunities to do damage I'll pierce you'r heart with evil thoughts The only thing faster than the speed of light, is the speed of dark With the jaws of a great white shark that'll rip you apart My state of the art lyrical lasers is razor sharp Splatter the brain matter of my enemies with the same bullet trajectory that murdered John Kennedy In the back of his cranial cavity With is actually what happens to any wack MC for battling me [Verse 4: Canibus] I'm a nuclear warhead Right now you're provoking my detonation Never test me without proper authorization My lack of patience will cause me to get mad And explode right in front of your face like an air bag Your rhyme is fake Your brain is child's play to manipulate I create lyrics too intricate to imitate moving at a velocity That'll break you'r stop watch if you're clocking me My concrete jungle is like Jumanji but iller than what you've seen in the cinema A five foot eight n***a with more horse power than twelve cylinders My brain consists of twin pentium tips That's double the clock speed of a 586 And nothing about my physical matrix is basic I kick flavors beyond what you'r tongue is capable of tasting You'll be surprised you won't believe you'r own eyes It's like explaining color to man that's born blind on of a kind I got divine chromosomes in me My s**m will scramble the eggs of a woman's ovaries Cause I'm as original as it gets And I can't respect n***as that copy like double decks I get vexed When crab punks bite my style cause I'm selling a thousand records per day per square mile Breaking the law of physics with metaphors and lyrics speaking to dead poets by conjuring up their spirits From Shakespeare to Edgar Allan Yo, the whole Dead Poets Society couldn't mess around with the talent Much less understand it I make tight rope walkers at the circus loose they balance when I kick the planet!