Canibus - Bis vs. Rip lyrics

The Ripper, echoes dear Boss
I keep on hearing the police have caught me
But they won't fix me just yet i
Have laughed when they look so clever and
Talk about being on the right track

Yo, you fucking hate me
You fucking lock me in the basement
And you still want me to protect you
It doesn't make sense
Can-IBitch, I supported you like
A weight bench
Without me you're defenceless you
Better face it you ain't show me love when
You was at your apex
Getting paychecks up at the radio
With DMX and Flex
Catching wreck while Noreaga was
Catching his breath
I had to keep the situation in check
Look at the varicose veins in my neck
Germaine is the best
The industry fucked you
I'm just paying 'em back
What's the matter with slaying jackers?
That's all I've been doing
Besides talking shit I ain't
Done nothing to 'em
They just mad cause when I see 'em
I don't run up to 'em between me and you
Yo you know I run right through 'em

Calm down

Who you telling to calm down nigga
I'm a ripper remember?
I told you not to do "Gone Til November"
But, you wouldn't listen i always had
Your best interests in mind
I wrote all your best lyrical lines
If it wasn't for me you'd
Be writing pitiful lines
On stage if you was tired
I was spitting sometimes
Nobody knew you bit off my rhymes
I would just be quiet
Stand to the side and let that shit ride
But, I'm getting tired of having
To remind you Bis if it wasn't for me nobody
Would've signed you Bis

What Rip?! Why you tripping
You know it's a crazy business
You a lying ass bitch and you know it
Group Home was part my company, I co-owned it
If it's one thing I learned in show biz
Stay focused and don't quit Rip
Why you talking 'bout old shit?

Germaine, you fucking water brain
Don't you understand, fuck the mainstream
You should just call out names
The industry's all about game I
Shit on 'em all the
Same and I leave spit stains on their brain
Like liquid chocolate spilling over
Their new white trainers
Insane is an understatement, I'm Satan
Canibus is a Mason
I don't know what the fuck Germaine is
I just know that both of
Y'all are trying my patience
I don't give a fuck about a beat
I've been rhyming for ages
Rippers are dangerous
All jackers are afraid of us
You wanna face me Bis? Kick a rhyme!
(That's ridiculous) , aight then
Listen to mine
I jump in a costume impromptu just to rob you
Put the nozzle to your eye ball and
Tell you what not to do
Rip your tonsils out through your nostrils
Bury you next to shark fossils
Make it impossible to find you
Depths that Jacques Cousteau himself wouldn't
Dare to dive to with goggles
Oxygen bottles and Doppler effect modules
Lock you in a time capsule, smash the console
Shit on you in reverse and suck
You in a brown hole
Suck the power out of your soul
You're nothing but a coward in the cold
Freezer with a hour to go
Watching my Casio stop watch
Counting it slow
Like drug lords checking to see
If it's talcum or coke
I can kill you by drowning the globe
Or I can just spit inside of a hole
And put an ounce in your throat
In battles I'm a thousand & 0
I silenced the Pope do you know how many
Rhymes I've economically grossed?
No? I thought so, neither do I
Its a dick between your mother's
Thighs divided by pi
I'm the sickest linguistically
Illicit lyrical misfit, in the business
And probably in existence
What's your consensus?
Study my own syntax statistics since
'96 with CPA certified assistance
I made a decision that my
Standards are above precision
The only thing I can honestly say I
Love more than women are dope writtens
If it ain't dope then don't spit it
Don't be sensitive and get on the defensive
Just practice your penmanship
If you can't spit at high
Temperatures then just quit
Be careful of the tongue it tends
To bend to the left
According to manufacture's specs you'll
Make a mess and rupture the blood vessels in
Your neck fucking with Rip
Got millions of blueprints on zip disk
Stock versions of sick verses that
Come with conversion kit's
With a course every Thursday that teaches
You how to burst like Rip
You never experienced work like this, Bitch!
Welcome to the serpentine world where I spit
The world where I twist, the
World that I rip, the world where I live

Okay Rip you made your point
I can't out rap you
You said you was the illest
I would never doubt that too
A lot of these rappers is jealous
That's why they attack you
They think you the best
That's why they wanna battle you
At the moment of truth I
Let you design the tattoos
You are the illest alive
That's a fact that you proved
Just a couple rappers don't want
It to happen for you
Ragging on you like battling is
All you can do
You didn't sell enough unit's to
Be honest with you nobody knows the truth
You got talent out the gazoo
When niggas first heard you it was
Like "Man on the Moon"
You got dissed by a legend
But you damaged him too
So what if the ladies think
He's more handsome than you
What happens if the rumours about
Being a faggot are true?
Look what it's running into
I don't feel like having
This discussion with you
I'm tired of fucking with you
Niggas in the game don't wanna
Do nothing with you
Bussing with you, going one on one with who?
They wanna get rid of you shit is too lyrical
Headhunters out to get you that's why
I had to protect you
I wouldn't disrespect you
As another intellectual
Without you I'm unsuccessful, God bless you
What makes you think I left you or
Why I'd ever be tempted to?
Ever since my third album
I've been mentioning you
I got your name on my arm
I'm representing you
You Rip the Jacker i would never question you
I respect your opinion as
A professional nigga
I just want you to listen
To what I'm telling you
What happened between L and you, forget it
People know you won the battle
They won't give you the credit
A lot of people don't want to admit it
But, I consider it a real privilege
To bear witness to your lyrics
And be involved in sharing the merit's
I'm forever indebted
I just need you to chill for a second
So I can send a positive message
Like 2Pac before he left us
The author of the work ethic Genesis
Has inspired me to write
The ExeBis scripts as
A constant reminder not to forget Bis
But, I've reached a precipice, remember Rip
You can't rhyme forever
There's always somebody with better shit
I keep you out the public eye for a reason
You're a commodity Rip
Ain't that how you wanna keep it?
I keep your whereabouts secret
I bring bitches to the crib every
Weekend so why is you beefing?

Aiyo, stop patronizing me, you despise me
All you wanna do is steal rhymes from me
You constantly keep me behind
Walls of concrete
Lock me in the basement like a fucking zombie
If I was a priority, you'd acknowledge me
You ain't shit neither
You ain't got no college degree
You can't rhyme without me
Stop smiling at me
Give me the keys to the garage
I need to borrow the Jeep
Get the fuck out my face, Bis