Canibus - Buckingham Palace lyrics

Aiyo, I stand outside the gates
Of Buckingham Palace sellin' reefer
Puffin' the chalice with the Beefeaters
Gettin' so high that whenever I drop shit
It'll land on the window
Of your airplane cockpit
Canibus with the hot shit, crazy hot clique
Niggas is bloody idiots thinkin'
They can stop this
I'll increase my strength to
A superhuman extent
Nigga, your rhyme ain't worth six pence
And if you can hear, smell, see
Touch and taste
Then you don't need six senses to feel
Me punch you in the face
From Brixton to Clapham Common
My lyrics invade Europe like Joseph Stalin
And murder niggas for rhymin'
Spittin' fire with gasoline for saliva
Drunk as Lady Diana's driver


With reporters behind her
Alcohol in the hands of a minor
I got you panickin' like bombs
With 30 second timers clear the building
Evacuate women and children
Fuck what you feelin', nigga
I came here to kill 'em
Straight shittin' from New York
To Great Britain and when we do shows
We make the Queen pay admission what?!

When I say, "Can-I, " you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus) , Can-I (Bus)
Yo, when I say, "Can-I, " you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus) , Can-I (Bus) yo, yo, yo

Prepare for the worst
This next verse is the Face of Death
Me without lyrics is like a
Porn flick without sex
Illmatic, my lyrical skills are Jurassic
With more flavor than Skittles
When I'm digitally mastered
I go off like a cannon and blow up the planet
With No Fear like them clothes
White boys be wearin'
I'm tougher than denim
Lethal like venomous snake bites
The marijuana makes my eyes bright
Red like brake lights
There ain't a party I couldn't rock
Believe that
There ain't a microphone brave enough
To give me feedback
I'm strong, my word is Bond like James
Niggas be tryna test but they
Weak like seven days
MCs run away when I kick it
They act so chicken they should come with
A large drink and a biscuit
My style's radioactive, massive, atomic
I plan to push the Earth
In front of Halley's Comet
Breakin' the facts of life down like Tootie
I'm raw like sushi
With more Vocab than three fuckin' Fugees
So recognize or be hospitalized
'Cause lyrically on a scale of 1 to 10
I'm 25

When I say, "Can-I, " you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus) , Can-I (Bus)
Yo, when I say, "Can-I, " you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus) , Can-I (Bus)

Yo! Yo! A little bit of
Weed and some Hennessy
Got me ready to set it with kinetic energy
See, I need much more energy than my enemies
If I wanna make more Bills than Bellamy
So I could be on MTV
With women constantly tellin' me
I resemble Billy Dee
I make fly rhymes to get my name on the scene
Then when I'm on the scene
I do shows to get the green
Then I take the green
Buy a automobile machine
For that thing on page 43 in Jet Magazine
Canibus is the ultimate executioner's dream
Swingin' the guillotine
'Cause whenever the head is severed from the
Human body with a sharp enough weapon
The brain remains conscious for ten 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
Fuckin' with Canibus the human Rubik's Cube
Like you got somethin' to prove
Yo, whoever grabs the mic after me get booed
Get everythin' in the club thrown
At you and your crew
From Moet bottles to bar stools
Fruit's and foods you got a album out? You
Get hit with your CD, too
Runnin' outside cryin', lyin', denyin'
That you ain't The Gay Rapper
But you got fucked by him
What's the difference? Y'all niggas still
Ain't in lyrical fitness
Too busy mixin' your bidness
With your bitches while I be in the
Lab composin' forbidden scriptures
So wicked I got Satan
Ejaculatin' on his fingers
Like Dirk Diggler in the
Middle of Boogie Nights
Sniffin' white, livin' the hype
He ruined his life
But, I'm an MC of a different type, yeah
That's right! Make sure your shit is tight
Or I'ma snatch your mic, nigga

When I say, "Can-I, " you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus) , Can-I (Bus)
Yo, when I say, "Can-I, " you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus) , Can-I (Bus)