[Canibus:] Yo, yo, let me explain something so that you understand You will never be iller than the Canibus man You could be male, female, black, white f** the details, I rip a n***a with a rhyme till he screams help Any n***a I told to kneel knelt You haven't the slighest idea what a real MC is about You need to be yourself, you can't sound like nobody else And you can't do all of the beats yourself You can't do it without the streets help n***az on the block that blast the boom box till the speakers melt That's how I was brought up, big fat elephant balls what I'm a knucklehead with big walnuts, small frame extra large guts I'll do anything to a n***a if he pushes me hard enough I use to rhyme like all day I mean little n***a spittin till my jaws felt sore with pain I use to train with myself in the mirror Like "Mirror mirror on the wall, tell me who's iller" How you like that? I use to say it just like that Maybe I should copyright that, I'll be right back [Pause] Sorry to leave you hangin I write things down quick cuz I ain't takin no chances Thats the difference between you and me You a wanna-be, and I'm an MC I'm just in the booth right now I'm just kickin it with you right now I'm tellin you the truth right now You can't f** with the Canibus man, you can't f** with the Canibus man [Canibus:] Now in this rap field, I got a lot of confirmed k**s I put n***az through drills to prove if they got true sk**s You coulda sold millions, but if you ain't got 100 bars shut the f** up At least don't talk to me, cuz I ain't hearin you If you that ill, give me a hundred bars, I'm darin you I definitely ain't scared of you I go to war cuz I'm prepared to lose Just as long as I get to damage you Take the mic from you, then put a knife in you That's what I like to do, make you lose a pint or two If you a lion I'm a tiger too I could be as nice as you, but if you a snake I'm a viper too Look you in the eyes and lie to you Thinkin about all the possible ways to k** you while I smile at you You like to get fly n***a I'm a pilot too Don't even try to get deep cuz I'm a diver too Don't try to fit in my shoes cuz you cant Nobody can f** with the Canibus man, understand? [Canibus:] Yo, yo, yo, my mouth is mechanically mechanized My verbal weapon fires a whole clip of rhymes before you can get off one round Can-I-Bus will buss ya, apply enough pressure to crush ya, I pulverize mother f**ers Leave MC's laid out like hurricane debris, 15 Megatons of TNT The overseas block busta, bustin up blocks like the Tiguska meteorite to hit Russia Comin from the underground I discovered A ground underneath the ground before underground bunkers Dedicate it's blunkers, deeper than the labrith Conductin excavations of the matrix Living in uninhabitable places, craters of a desert like oasis with a cydonian faces As barren as Las Vegas, as barren as the wombs of women who use artificial insemination As barren as Utah's Salt Lake City basin, as barren as ancient Egypt before irrigation A five-star chef makin mouth-watering creations with blood stains on my apron Put the heads of wack MC's in my oven and bake them Then garlic bread sticks in their eye sockets and taste them It's not really that odd, when you consider part of the ancient culture loves to eat dogs Feline cats with their claws, paws and all Caucasians eat frogs, African-americans eat the hog Hindus in India will kneel to the floor and worship cows and rats as gods I raise the odds, spit rhymes towards Mars and beyond to the nearest binary star I'mma tell you once more my main man, you can't f** with the Canibus man