The Undergods - 129 lyrics

(Canibus) I've been in this game for years, it made me an animal One millennium later, I'm still a cannibal Hands free answerable, memory expansible, sample you, Question you, answer you, dismantle you To examine you in the flight path, a light craft If my rhymes climb height too fast you might crash Tried to get through though ____ tape Benazir Bhutto The a**a**in got too close Search party found a body, no prints, just nobbies Corpse smell like pastrami, anybody care to stop me? The mic's out of tune, tell the sound engineer 'bada bing bada boom' sound check one two You, what were you thinking? Who the f** cares about lyrics? How can this even exist? It's a smiley face attached to the paper next to the gun rack Copenhagen did six sets of tracks Verse 2 Cannibalise the kid spitting something that is fit for consumption Some n***as hate it some n***as love it, the shot which make you stiffen your stomach A thousand bars of running, you still trying to spit a hundred Too stubborn to see the Undergods coming At Robert Lange Studio pressing bu*tons, Plugging microphones in and busting, Big Punisher never punches I don't know how he does it, but he would be proud of it Canibus, Keith Murray, UnderGods, we coming!