Canibus - Cptn Cold Crush lyrics

Tranquility to infinity (Yeah) Tranquility to infinity Canibus is an animal with the mechanical mandible Coming to damage you spitting understandable slang at you I'm the all seeing lyrical with infinite bars and visuals And the sideways eight peripheral I told you I spit a rhyme that'll melt the Earth Then ask you in the afterlife if you felt the verse On Planet Earth I search for my Tranquility first I said I was the illest but it didn't help me it hurt And whenever I said, "Can-I", the crowd said, "Bus" Ten years later who am I? I still got a pa**ionate love To be the man who I was, never give up Irrational rush to crush every mic I clutch When I erupt you duck or eggs clash flash solar blast from Bus Then sweep you off the stage like crumbs Grab your tongue, shout, rip it out, then shove it back in your mouth NOW! Then tell you to spit it out I spit about them lyrics my people can't live without Been around since '97, I've been ripping it down Spit track after track after 'Beast From the East' I'm back before Lil' Weezy knew how to rap When T.I. was still hustling crack, I put the muscle in rap 100 Bars, who f**ing with that? A thousand bars later I ain't heard nothing from Pap Where you was at when I was giving Big Punisher dap? On stage with a him at the Palladium You was in a gymnasium, I was putting chainsaws to craniums Blazing h*mosapians in the atrium ripping jaws off aliens Performing 'Channel Zero' in stadiums Up at Hot 97' disgracing them Any radio station they place me in I broke the break-beats in I beat her, I beat him, the beat blend, I beat them Spit a verse to beat Barrack Obama if he win I'm the Beast From the East, picking meat out my teeth And as soon as the beat stop I forget how to speak I release a better rhyme seven times a week To beat me you gotta be better than my last release The bars rip ya face off, spit bars, spit shine ya skull 'Til every rhyme you memorize is gone Battle you for the respect in a battle to the d**h Dial zero, call the operator ask for Bis 411 ask for RIP 555-1212, I rip the mic to sh** Before the Federal Communication Commission started a new division With the intention to cripple our children Mentally deficient from television This radio programmer we listen to got to many elements missing Lyricism and wisdom got overshadowed by the singing and blinging Deceived by a system that's media driven A made a vow that I would get them and bit them, then injected my venom And for that? I was never forgiven my n***a I let the rhythm hit them with a chemical algorithm Liable to k** them if I ever get with them I rip them The infinite monk, 'All Hail Can-I-Bus' Then wake up to this 'Pure Uncut' 'How Many Emcees' do I have to bust? 'I'm A Patriot' with 'No Airplay' but 'How Come' 'My Block is Your Block', I throw it up with 'Doo Wop' I'm the "Enemy of the State" of Hip Hop 'Indibisible', Indestructible, 'Canibustible' The 'Adversarial Theatre Justice' judging you Tired of you posers, I'm the rap superstar soldier on a poster 'Captain Cold Crush' Tuck the heat before I brush the teeth The athlete at the track meet with rusty cleats Artillery like lawn mowers with four motors and four rotors Look like a mom with four strollers Counterstrike like 'Black Kobra' With gasoline in the Super Soaker, walk over, I'll roast ya!