Funkmaster Flex - Hot 97 Freestyle lyrics

[Intro] This is a street corner, you know what I mean? This is not the Hot 97 studio, This is a street corner right now This is 3 emcees, know what I'm sayin'? Standing on the sidewalk you know what I mean? Timberland Boots, saying? Finessing Concrete slab under the feet [Verse 1: Canibus] Yeah... blacking out with Funk Flex DMX holds the shotgun pump, Canibus holds the tec Whenever the head is separated 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 Messing with Canibus, the human Rubik's Cube Like you got something to prove I'm above the law, making cops sh** in their drawers They won't even dispatch the call if my name is involved While you pray to Allah, reading your teachings of Muhammad I'm in my crib studying thuganomics n***as wanna murder me, that's why my burgundy's superb and be Full of secret service security Taking off in aircrafts that take off and land vertically The fact that I ain't treated like a king is absurd to me From the streets of dirty Jersey to Germany, n***as heard of me Verbally murdering you thoroughly without effort I get drug tested before I can rhyme on the record A remarkable specimen, with an audible weapon Processing lyrics in less than one- one hundredth of a second Beef? Bring it! Bullets or barrels, spin it Fingers squeeze trigger leave you physically disfigured [Verse 2: DMX] One, two [2x] Come thru, run thru Gun who? Oh, you don't know what the gun do? Some do! those that know, are real quiet Let me think you gon' try it f** around and start a riot n***as gon' die, sh** Because I'm the hardest rap artist and I'm a start this sh** up for real Get up and feel My words, I make [?] spit and squeal Ill, it's all I've been hearing lately n***as hate me Wanna duck tape me And make me Put their brains on the wall When I brawl, too late For that 911 call n***as stay beefin But a lot of them bluff But not ME! cause im the n***a that can get outta them cuffs You think a lot of them is tough It's just a front Cause I light them them n***as up The fight turns into a hunt With the dog right behind n***as taking em down WE ALL KNEW THAT YOU WAS PUSSY! But i'm tasting it now And never have a raw dog like "what" Biting forever all up in your gut Give it to em all like that Ain't no love I do em all like that Right up in their back clack! clack! Close your eyes baby, it's over, forget it Happened in front of your building but nobody knows who did it (BARK! BARK! BARK!) [Verse 3: N.O.R.E.] Yo, my name N.O.R.E., but only fam call me P.A.P.I Y'all people h*mos, like the cat who k**ed Versace h*mo, thug. Yo I shoulda known sooner My clique stay in jail like Robert Downey Junior Like Outlaw, in the beacan Yo, n***a Recan! Most y'all people think you live and y'all Weakling I'm from Iraq play the cut, smoke mad trees Mind my own business, Concentrate on my cheese Yo, the doorlocked, Four knocks ain't one simple I'm like 98 live, y'all like double dribble Yo thugged out, no rules while playing the game Every man for himself, just receiving the pain It's like Utah 21, no outs, just go hard Rest In Peace I gotta say to Yami and Todd It's like my people never learn, money to burn Yo I'm leaving like me and Nate-ness, Let me say this I used to rock the G-U-E with the Double S Now I'm in the 98 Black GS Golden with kid and my sh** on some full grip Headlights shine from Def Jam to Crown Heights Now my clique keep guns, no time for fights Open the flip on star trak, play the message Copped ten Sprint phones and caught a deal What? Two in the same like thugged out and Ill Will It's all real, What the deal? [Verse 4:Canibus] Yo, Eff the nonsense, I got the reinforcements To crush any enemy's offense With A hundred thousand horseman The Hardest Motherf**er on the market, right here I complete in a minute what will take you a light year Extraterrestrial biological entities with infinite energy Battling for World Supremacy Who wanna get touched? The Can-I-Bus will crush you With hard jigsaw puzzles and strong jaw muscles Ambushing Emcees, jumping out the trees Like Vietnamese in fatigues covered with leaves Interrogating you wack emcees like MIBs in dark gla**es Asking you to tell me exactly, where that alien craft landed by flashing Bright lights in your eyes with them silver cameras So when you revive, you can't recall or understand it That's how the Canibus keeps tabs on the planet I use amnesia to neutralize public panic And take advantage of opportunities to do damage I pierce your heart with evil thoughts The only thing faster than the Speed of Light is the Speed of Dark With the jaws of a great white shark I rip you apart My state of the art lyrical lasers is razor sharp Splatter the brain matter of my enemies With the same bullet trajectory that murder John Kennedy In the back of his cranial cavity Which is actually What happens to any MC for tryna battle with me For Hip-Hop heads I provide the ultimate high Canibus is the difference between Harvard and DeVry See I deliver lyrical blows to pose a potential threat To any emcees I've ever met, or will meet I can't be defeated or beat Lyrically I got more lines than streets So if you got beef, you better speak now or forever hold your peace Cause I'm coming from the stomach of the beast Representing the East Coast from border to border I'll battle this whole planet in alphabetical order From A to Z, or whatever the case be My brain waves beat against the rocks like the sea See my style is every color in the spectrum Your style is plain like trains without vandalism Steady blinding n***as when I be shining Holding the sun in my hand, I walk across the horizon My I.Q. number has six zeros behind it I possess the power to sleep with open eyelids On a metaphysical level I'll make you burst into flames just by looking at a picture of you In fact, when ever I put the match to the buddha My brain cells become parallel to a computer Gathering thoughts at speeds that light couldn't exceed Test scores the Japanese overseas can't believe When I'm around other emcees I don't know how to behave I feel like a metal plate in a microwave Taking n***as beyond the lyrical speed limit Digging graves and dumping bodies in it when I'm finished Attracting sh** like a musical magnet I'll freak flows in binary codes and talk to faxes Lifting weights and taking amino acids Sprinting through marathons like they was sixty yard dashes My reactions'll hit you, before your pro-actions hit me Think about it, it's deep My fan club got more followers than the Grateful Dead groupies And my SAT scores got aliens trying to recruit me 'Cause lyrically I got superhuman abilities And I'll make a mockery of anybody for drilling me I get mad respect in this rap game MCs like you could only call me by my last name You came out of a woman's womb I came out of a space pod I'm a alien, a lyrical God You gotta find twenty n***as like God, just to even the odds with me My philosophies are iller than Socrates I'll damage your physical with my verbal My balance enables me to square dance in a circle To me you're like a n***a trying'na jump a normal n***a's hurdle And word to my unborn child, I'll hurt you Experiment on you like a mad scientist And if my lyrics drive you crazy my fist'll be your psychiatrist