Canibus, Ras Kass, Kurupt, Killah Priest - Horsementality lyrics

The beginnin of the end niggas!
Yeah, we gon' rock this shit forever
The alpha and the omega
The Canibus'll make your eyes redder
Fuck y'all niggas talkin' bout cheddar
Brought to you by your millennium group
The Horsemen four swordsmen
From the land of the lost ras Kass
Killah Priest and Kurupt wit Can-IBus
Throw your 4's up or get
Your vocal cords cut, motherfucker
Wavin' the four-four!

I'm headless, nigga, but I packs a big piece
Blastin', they let assassins loose
On the street
Murderous notes I wrote, I lacerate throats
I toss fire at niggas motherfuck the six
The condos is supposed to be flip bricks
All thirty-nine of your bitches
Pretty-ass bitch nigga


I'll throw some fucked up kicks on
Next a small tank top, the spot, shot it up
Beat you in your face wit a rope knotted up
'Cause we don't give a fuck
The Headless Horseman Kurupt
See, I'm off the wall nigga, Horsementality
I'm a Horseman, nigga, and that's all I'll be
See, I'm tired of the sparkly shit
Niggas talkin' shit
I wanna see the streets dark again
Let the heaters spark again
Police callin' all cars off and
Powerful as a motherfuckin' Vulcan
My specialty is -
Poetically lyrically energetically
Ultramagnetically Dogg Pound pedigree
Fuck the shiny shit, fuck a bitch
Only grimy shit
Dirty shit, holocaust in thirty-thirty shit
Mxyzptlk, assassin Sicilian
Kill women and kill men, and kidnap children
For vengeance in the name of the Horsemen
Slice your Achilles tendon
The Headless Horseman
And we abide by, the code of the streets
The makings of a real MC
(Cccc) , yeah, bitch!

So just abide by what you ride by
'Cause we abide, by what we ride by
Just abide by what you ride by
'Cause we abide, by what we ride by

What the fuck y'all done
Started four apocalypic prophets
Appearin' outta floatin' objects
Wearin' Middle Eastern garments
Long trench coats with our
Hands in our pockets
Slappin' all you scary-ass rap artists
Half-retarded swear by our forefathers
Anything you speak, think
Or show will be disregarded
Then I drag your frightened
Ass through the darkness
Bring you out the other side, as a carcass
I'm heartless, regardless if y'all claim to
Be Gods or Goddess to me
Y'all all garbage I see all
Of y'all as movin' targets
And my lyrics be the atomic rockets
Cosmic vomic - spittin'
Hittin' at y'all Vietnam vets
Wit' military arms and bombs
Strapped to our chest
Castin' meteor storms and comets
Now, who wanna make the next Ras comment?
And be the first one left unconscious?
After I squeeze your head like the Charmin
Fuck around and see a lightning
Bolt around your throat
And squeeze till your head smoke
From all the electric volts
Satanically sacrifice your ass like an occult
Have your seance inside of a dark synagogue
We was lyrically sent to y'all
Like the Men of God to put a end to y'all
I sniff bites like dogs to
Get the scent of y'all
Horsemen, we be scorchin' when we be walkin'
With the power to put a
Graveyard inside a coffin

Let's air it out like the breeze
Now watch me do one-armed handstands
And hang these N-U T's over
Seven continents and seven seas
Streets is Lebanese
Be rockin' Bulgari wrist watches
And sniper marines
Most of these MC's can't even rap
Just model and go gold
And get big headed like
They swallowin' colleges
I spit empty grave sites
Rap stars fill 'em up you what? Thirty
Forty years old and still wack as fuck
Me? I ain't even in my prime
When I write my dopest rhyme
Western civilization declines
Catch me hoppin' off the A train in
A New York state of mind
But I rep Westside, so I keep LA time
That's a three-hour difference
So when my bitch is a six
She's really a nine
In seven days, she'd still be a dime
Call me Blaze Skywalker hittin' jugular veins
Crack open your skull wit' a paper
Weight and suck out your brains
Kiddo, I be doin' my thug-thizzo for shizzo
And the wife of a careless
Man is almost a widow
So what's happenin'? From PI to '99 Madden
Since police be jackin' blacks
I talk to pigs in Pig Latin:
Uck-fay ou yay itch bay
Et lay a-igga nay-play
And free Keith Mur ray (Horsemen)

Yo, yo, yo i kick a verse at six
Hundred and sixty-six megahertz
Make lightnin' flash across the sky
Every time I curse
Six hundred and sixty-six flashes
Give out six hundred and sixty-six lashes
To the backs of six hundred and
Sixty-six Master of Ceremony has-beens
Put a crown of thorns on whoever
The king of rap is
If he's a Catholic I nail him to a crucifix
Then I beat him till he's blackish-blueish
Then perform acupuncture wit six
Hundred and sixty-six toothpicks
Beat him with two whips with pieces
Of broken glass glued to it
Your whole crew get spayed and neutered
As soon as I aim and shoot it
You get sprayed with bullets
Your armored cars and your kevlar vest
Is useless
I'mma fuck all of you pussies like group sex
You get six hundred and
Sixty-six years imprisonment
For bitin' off another nigga's shit
You bitch you got caught
Now you on the other side of the law
Snitchin' on mad niggas in a soundproof court
To get some of your sentence knocked off
(Nah, nigga) you wildin'
But you still be in Riker's Island
Gettin' forced to toss salads
You scared of that
Wit' a phobia fear of that
I'mma tape it on the digital video DAT
And send a copy to Miramax
- leave you exposed
Turn all the fiction to fact
So everybody will know
You a sucker-ass nigga
Father-fuckin' ass nigga
That got fucked in the ass
By your father figure
(No matter who?) I'll bruise and bash you
Blast you autograph you wit' a bullet
Wound for a tattoo
Deliverin' mind blowin' rhymes and poems
Controllin' my tongue when I'm flowin'
Like pilot controlled Boeings
When I get bitten, I bite back
Quicker than Tyson attacks
I don't give a fuck if I
Don't get my license back so, take caution
The Four Horsemen'll chop your head
Off wit' a sword then gallop Northward
MC's take caution
The Four Horsemen'll chop your head
Off wit' a sword then
Gallop Northward, motherfuckers yeah

So just abide by, what your ride by
'Cause we abide by, what we ride by
Just abide by, what your ride by
'Cause we abide by what we ride by, HA!

Wavin the four-four! All you
Heard was "Priest, don't hit me no more"
Wavin' the four-four! All you heard was "Bis
Don't hit me no more"
Wavin' the four-four! All you heard was "Ras
Don't hit me no more"
Wavin' the four-four! Ayo, Kurupt
Hit them niggas wit the hardcore!

Yeah, nigga, I'm headless without thoughts
With my motherfuckin' arms crossed
I transform from a Dogg to a Horse
Took over the whole race course
Throw the jockey off the saddle
Now, who the fuck really wanna battle?
Got me a pistol, launch it off like a missile
Let it whistle
They fall fuckin' round wit' the Dogg
I'm a hog