Canibus - Sharpshootaz Blazin' Caps lyrics

[Canibus] Sharp fangs! Sharpshootaz... sharpshootaz The poem is dolioform I arm wrestle you with my polio arm in a rodeo barn Nowadays I see emcees get on stage They look like parakeets in a cage Grab the mic like they afraid to palm it 'til I bomb it, the LRADs lace the target The firearm long like fist-to-armpit Sergeant Sharpshoota, a gifted marksman Sip sake, rip the mic n***a watch me The kamikaze, Benihana your body Sour posses show up to your party Everybody go home now, put your microphone down Go boil some water, I'ma hold him down Interrogation techniques, I'ma show you how I'ma ask you two times, then after that I'ma roll you a blunt with a blasting cap You understand what I'm sayin? Your man's not playin You'll be twenty-one grams lighter after the weigh-in Sharpshootaz aimin, wolfgang came in to bang him Demo'd the n***a, then Maintain sprayed him [Maintain] Yeah I sprayed him, it was strictly biz The way I laid him to rest yo it wasn't cause I hated him His bars were sendin him off, he was lost Now he's, six feet deep payin the cost Yo my enemies are unfit; they keep movin like they don't know I'm too strategic for this dumb sh** You're hopin that I fail; but the race is been won But they don't know that because they slower than a snail It's too easy, but I don't feel guilty Cause if the slowpokes had it their way they would k** me Now how real is this situation that I stay in And when does a Sharpshoota got time for playin? My whole team aimin them red beams, it's no games It takes me no brains to leave you with no brains I got you so pegged this is so unfair You should start prayin to the man upstairs Cause really all I gotta do is co*k and squeeze And your brain's on the ground lookin like cottage cheese While I'm in the trees with top notch emcees Sharin brilliant ideas and philosophies about how we're gonna stack this money and lounge In the town there's a whole lot of nothin around Try to stop the process, and I'm huntin you down to put your f*ggot a** in front of the ground, now f** around [Chorus: Canibus (K-Solo)] The Sharpshootaz, it's the Sharpshootaz Blastin at the blastin cap, bomb unit It's the Sharpshootaz, it's the Sharpshootaz Nothin but sharp fangs, paws and claws, let's do this! (It's the Sharpshootaz! It's the Sharpshootaz!) (If it's a mission that we on you know I mapped it out) (It's the Sharpshootaz! It's the Sharpshootaz!) (My whole team'll have you street dudes tappin out) [Willie Dynamite] Yo, me fall off in the game, picture that! You got beef in the street? And need heat? Call your man I get you that I got small ones that go pop pop, and click clack And big ones strong enough to push a bus back (BOOM!) And I still ain't forgot what you said n***a I'm down to turn that white tee you rockin into a ketchup bed When the slugs, catch up, to yo' head Hip-Hop you dead a closet casket you gon' rock instead So tell your mans ain't no need for sendin flowers and sh** When I'm on the fiends come through and devour the sh** The block is dry, leave it up to us to shower the sh** You got beef, I slide through and Twin Tower your sh** Dynamite, I'll hara** you n***az Like pullin your shorts down in front of chicks I'll embarra** you n***az Actin like you John Gotti, we'll see how gangster you are when you find pieces of your son's body I f**ed around and ate his lunch, now he got his hands full holdin his head and legs in the trunk The chick I'm with, I ain't hearin the b**h I'm rockin Sharpshoota sh**, lookin for the next gear to switch [Born Sun] Aiyyo I squeeze on emcees like bullets never-ending Leave the machine smokin while the terror still spinnin Mujahadeen from Queens, an Arabian God Suicide bomb your squad screamin Allahu Akbar Hell gon' unleash release for beast wars Mad rapper with a backpack strapped with C4 Barack Obama that popped the llama And bodily harm ya, shots penetrate your armor The young Yaphet Kotto in the dojo blowin 'dro Clappin the fo'-fo', wanted for murderin the flow Crazy muh'f**er I'm sick, it's been known Rhymes retarded and bars is downs syndrome I'm top raised to hit front page, up center stage with the gauge, that'll remove your hips from your legs Back crackin vertabrae, attack and murder prey Don't ever war with Sun, I swore I thought I heard him say [Chorus] [K-Solo] None of you n***az in the block want beef You get slammed on your face like you fightin Tito Ortiz Plus I, wreck shop, your man'll hear your neck pop I do your whole clique with a 8 ball in a sweatsock I draw the line, cross it, you get shot My wolves'll leave the mountain and scatter the whole block I get the Mac out, splatter the whole block Come mad a whole lot, I said it to get it hot I wrote it so when I quote it I spit it, went POP You can disrespect me but not when I'm holdin the glock I paint my name on your back like connect the dot And YO! I'll get that movement in your neck to stop These motherf**ers know the f**in deal See I don't f**in sleep, you know my f**in hand be on the steel Quick with ammo, come equipped when I squeeze the infra from the hip [echoes] [Chorus]