Canibus, Panama P.I. - Doomsday News lyrics

[Canibus, Panama P.I. - Doomsday News lyrics]

If I had half as many bars in gold
As I had in lyrics when I flowed
I'd be the richest man on the globe
Niggas wanna know is Canibus gold?
That's a stupid-ass question, motherfucker
Is Canada cold?
'Bout a thousand degrees lower
Than liquid nitro is
Five thousand degrees hotter
Than flame throwers i reflect light
Bounce off walls and wreck mics
Disconnect your windpipe by cuttin' your
Neck with a knife
Rip through everything from tissues
To blood vessels
My ninjit'su kill you with the art of Tenchu
I zig-zag-zig, crushin' a kid
With G-forces violent enough to
Crush your ribs
Like pilots that fly Russian MIG
Comin' to punish you pigs
Give a fuck who you is, nigga
Canibus in ya biz
From the lowest point in the
Planet to Mt everest i kick the illest shit
Spray paintin my name across the pyramids
The rap terrorist, Professor Emeritus
Fuck forbidden fruit
I was eatin' pussy in Genesis

What you got niggas that's ready to brawl?
I'll give you the phone card and
The celly to make a call
What the fuck y'all bitch niggas
Actin like y'all tough for?
We'll stuff y'all, uppercut y'all
Gun butt y'all
On stage we break arms, legs, backs and jaws
Enough damage to cancel your tour
(Fuck y'all)

Now, I said it once and I'll
Say it a thousand times
I got thousands of rhymes
The rechargeable alkaline kind
You wanna a piece of mine? Fine
We can take it outside
Otherwise, you're wastin' your time
'Cause, I'mma shine for the one-triple-9
Niggas gamble and damage they eyes
Goin' blind
Tryna keep up with these lyrical lines
The type of nigga you can't flow
Behind without a dope rhyme
You fuck around and get
Clotheslined 'til you nosedive
We can rhyme fair and square
Or fair in the sphere any place, anywhere
You niggas don't have a prayer
'Cause doomsday is near
Faggot niggas is scared
They stand and stare as I appear
Upon a cushion of air
With a long white beard flamin'
Hot enough to sunburn Satan
Hotter than white people takin' vacation
Out in Jamaica, out in the sun bathin'
Sun bakin' in gamma ray radiation 'til
They skin color look Cajun
Motherfuckers start agein'
To the point where they faces
Shrivel up like raisins
And they become cancer patients

What you got niggas that's ready to brawl?
I'll give you the phone card and
The celly to make a call
What the fuck y'all bitch niggas
Actin like y'all tough for?
We'll stuff y'all, uppercut y'all
Gun butt y'all
On stage we break arms, legs, backs and jaws
Enough damage to cancel your tour
(Fuck y'all)

Yo, yo, yo
I manipulate the metaphysical power
To hold my breath for half an hour
Continuously breathin' outward
You ain't an MC, you a coward
I make wack rappers lose
Control of they bladders
And piss in they trousers
Pink pussy possum niggas play dead
While my heat waves hit
And verbal x rays evaporate shit
Water molecules get transformed to vapors
My lyrics turn the Pacific into a dry lakebed
Electromagnetic cassettes melt tape decks
Niggas battle in space tryin' to hold it down
But they can't 'cause they weightless
Amateur swordsmen gets stabbed through
They face mask tryin' to escape death
A world where the whole
Globe will contract Ebola
From drinkin' spring water
Darker than Coca-Cola
Human with AIDS, computers with Y2K
I rock rhymes counter-clockwise
Until doomsday
Fuck y'all, fuck y'all, fuck y'all

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