(Canibus) Yours truly, sing like the shaman of the Jupi The Sifu Sufi out the Jet Li movie We put rhymes to beats, apply the heat They had to wake from sleep and find the street Beats comb the surface for Cloak ‘N Dagga's hidden verses Do not disturb it, do not unearth it You won't live long enough to make a decision ‘Cause your Indiglo watch gave away your position The God Squad magistrate silverback-apes in capes How long will the ground attack take? Mortar shell loud-sound base crack the gates The ground shakes, the brown paste is now in your face Give you astronaut vertigo, watch the land go vertical ‘Til there's no view of the Earth at all Tube-launched, optically-tracked, wire-guided The Goldilocks System exists and I'mma find it Emcees want to battle, first I breathe with ‘em ‘Til the beam hit ‘em, dehydrate ‘em and k** ‘em Drink from Evian bottles with gasoline in ‘em My .50 cal. buck you down with extreme rhythm My Kevlar cover was my only pot to piss in They air dropped an ounce of pot for the mission With Pol Pot precision the a**a**ination was not permitted n***a, it was not forgiven One shot, one k**, it's so surreal When I rhyme the audience stand perfectly still With my eighty-pound payload, my right arms weight in gold You better run for the safest hole With bones and skulls and scaffolds on the wall Cold and dark, no emotion at all Very revolutionary My pituitary is a Blueberry that produces energy Wake up, you never get over the dream Run your lips through a laser-beam sewing machine Cloak ‘N Dagga dream trackers, feet like Frodo Baggins Body bag them, Tombstone toe-tag them Cloak ‘N Dagga //