Canibus - Buckingham Palace lyrics

Verse 1: Yo, Yo, Aye Yo! I stand outside the gates of Buckingham Palace, selling reefer Puffing a challice with the Beefeaters Gettin so high that whenever I drop sh** It'll land on the window of your airplane co*kpit Canibus with the hot sh**, 'Crazy I. Click' n***as is bloody idiots thinkin that they can stop this I'll increase my strength, to a super human extent n***a your rhyme ain't worth sixpence And if you can hear, smell, see, touch, and taste.... Then you don't need six senses to feel me punch you in the face From Princeton, to Clapham Common my lyrics invade Europe like Joseph Stalin and murder n***az for rhymin, spittin fire With gasoline filled saliva, drunk as Lady Diana's driver with reporters behind her, alcohol in the hands of a minor - I got you panicking like bombs, with 30 second timers Clear the building, evacuate women and children f** what you feelin n***a I came here to k** em Straight sh**tin', from New York to Great Britain, And when we do shows we make the Queen pay admission What! Chorus: Canibus: When I say 'Can-I' you say 'Bus' Canibus: Can-I Crowd: Bus Canibus: Can-I Crowd: Bus Canibus: When I say 'Can-I' you say 'Bus' Canibus: Can-I Crowd: Bus Canibus: Can-I Crowd: Bus Yo, yo Prepare for the worst, this next verse is the face of d**h Me without lyrics is like a p**n flick without s** Illmatic, my lyrical sk**s are Jura**ic With more flavor then skittles when not digitally mastered I go off like a cannon, and blow up the planet with 'No Fear' Like them clothes white boys be wearing I'm tougher than denim, lethal like venomous snake bites The marijuana makes my eyes bright red like brake lights There ain't a party I couldn't rock, believe that There ain't a microphone brave enough to give me feedback I'm strong my word is 'Bond' like James n***as be tryin' to test but they 'week' like 7 days MC's run away when I kick it, they act so chicken They should come with a large drink and a biscuit My styles radioactive, ma**ive atomic, I plan to push the Earth In Front of Halley's comet. Breaking the 'Facts Of Life' down Like Tudy, I'm raw like sushi, with more vocab, then Three f**ing Fugees. So recognize or be hospitalized Because lyrically on a scale of 1-10 I'm 25! Chorus Yo, yo, a little bit of weed and some Henessey Got me ready to set it with kinetic energy See I need much more energy then my enemies If I wanna make more Bill's then Bellamy So I could be on MTV, with women constantly telling me I resemble Billy D. I make fly rhymes to get my name on the scene And when I'm on the scene I do shows to get the green Then I take the green by a automobile machine, for That thing on page 43, in Jet Magazine Canibus is the ultimate executioner's dream Swinging the guillotine Cause whenever the head is severed from the human body With a sharp enough weapon, the brain remains conscious for 10 seconds Long enough for me to give you one last message And when you get to hell you can tell Lucifer I said it Don't ever get it confused, f**in with Canibus the human Rubix Cube like you got something to prove Yo, whoever grabs the mic after me'll get booed, and get everything In the club thrown at you and your crew From moette bottles to bar stools, fruits and foods If you got a album, out you get hit with your CD too Runnin' outside, lying, crying, denying that you ain't The Gay Rapper, but you got f**ed by him What's the difference, ya'll n***as still ain't in lyrical fitness Too busy mixing your business, with your b**hes While I be in the lab composing forbidden scriptures So wicked, I Satan ejaculating on his fingers Like Dirk Diggler, in the middle of Boogie Nights Sniffin' white livin' the hype, he ruined his life But I'm a MC of a different type, yeah that's right Make sure your sh** is right, or I'm a snatch your mic n***a! Chorus to fade