Canibus - Back Wit' Heat lyrics

(yeah) The-the-the yeah
The rhyme weapon legend
That's what my niggas yellin
That's what they yellin
YEAH uH, YEAH (the-the-the yeah)
(The rhyme weapon legend
That's what my niggas yellin)
Yeah, niggas just don't know
But, I'ma let 'em know
(They don't know 'Bis, they don't know 'Bis)
How to flow how to (they don't know 'Bis)
How to go how to, how to
Yo if I cough in my fist
When I opened my hand
There'd be dope in my hand cause
I spoke in my hand
In the gym 'til I turn the two pack
To a four 'Til the four got sore and
Had to make two more
In a whole 'nother state of
Mind - Mexican standoffs
Waste lives but they save time
You know the danger, the ranger
Pantyhose over got basic scopes and lasers
My toaster is a widowmaker
Good things come to those that wait
Bullshit! Better things come to
Those that chase i sweep the streets with a
Fleet bigger than the Greeks
'Til we occupy your land like thiefs
We fin' to eat nigga

I'm back for the music, back to do exclusives
Back to change the view of Hip-Hop
From that bullshit
Back to mash up beats to bang
Up your ave and streets
Canibus nigga, back with heat (yo)

Aiyyo, hot out the box with Nottz
Shots just went off
Nigga better check to see if you caught
Shootouts between rap stars drivin fast cars
Through the hills of Madagascar
We can take it that far
Screwface you niggas yo who's the
Real rudeboy rude nigga?
(Not you nigga) You got booed nigga
My close quarter combat not bad
Big niggas drop dead when I stop they air
You just a man
Your relationship with oxygen's clear
Canibus rockin with Nottz this year, yeah
Motherfuckers, your back blast area clear
Canibus rockin with Nottz this year
Yeah - bring it

I'm back for the music, back to do exclusives
Back to change the view of Hip-Hop
From that bullshit
Back to mash up beats to bang
Up your ave and streets
Canibus nigga, back with heat (yo)

Aiyyo a slug to the stomach
Make a thug move sluggish
Crawlin in his bloodiness no matter
How big the gun is if the fuzz is comin
Blast shells by the tonnage
'Til there ain't nothin left but start runnin
I got a message 'bout I got a court summons
Everybody around me wants somethin
They all extort NUTTIN
I was young, I was stupid
I was really too hype
Cause, I thought a microphone was
Really worth my life go make a club banger
That's what they asked me to do
You a DUMB NIGGA, who the fuck is askin you?
I write a book for ya
Nottz write a hook for ya
We can both split half of
What we took from ya
I'm just a 'round-the-way neighbor
In your hood fella
You wan' show love, let's break bud nigga
We control the price of rap fuel
I attacked you cause annual tax was due
Four duellars a gallon
We gon' take it back to two
Hip-Hop nigga, that's what we back to do
For you for you (that's what we back to do)
For you for you (that's what we back to do)

I'm back for the music, back to do exclusives
Back to change the view of Hip-Hop
From that bullshit
Back to mash up beats to bang
Up your ave and streets
Canibus nigga, back with heat (yo)

The-the-the yeah the rhyme weapon legend
That's what my niggas yellin
The-the-the yeah the rhyme weapon legend
That's what my niggas yellin