Canibus - Lost @ ‘C' lyrics

Yo, yo, yo
Now when you see that big ass 'C'
You know I'm comin through
And when you know I'm comin through
You know what I'mma do
I never said that battlin me
Would be impossible i just think it's
Highly motherfuckin improbable
You talkin to a nigga
That can split molecules
To subatomic particles
Strong enough to stop a bull
Body-slam two oxes and drop a mule
Urinatin rocket fuel
Freestylin over gospel tunes
Rhymes by the thousands, rhymes for hours
I could kick a rhyme longer
Than your whole album the kickboxer
Beatin the shit out niggas proper
I beat 'em till they holla
Beat 'em til the cops come
Beatin niggas til they have seizures
Beat 'em til they start screamin
Like fax machines when they start receivin
Beat 'em til my own hands start bleedin
Beat 'em til they lungs stop breathin
And they heart stop beatin
From 12 AM to 12 PM in the evenin
With three 15 minute breaks in between 'em
Good Jesus, that's a real West Indian beatin
That's what you get for fuckin
With this lyrical demon
My bloodstream's been, contaminated for eons
I got cast out of Heaven for treason
Got cast out of the Garden of Eden
For letting the reptilian beast in
Got locked up for a DUI and speedin
A whole legion of half-decent
Emcees'll get released when
They spit a hundred bars for they freedom
See I'm much too nice to compete wit
Too nice to flow over beats wit
Too nice to hold a M-IC wit
Off some diesel Hercules shit, I cold flip
And start to punch trees til they leafless
Inhale with two real deep breaths
Hold my breath
Til the whole planet suffocates
And then release it (RELEASE IT)

Yo, you ain't as cold as us, or as bold as us
When you get thrown to the wolves
You get thrown to us
Cuz we rollin rough, when the soldiers rush
Either you roll wit us, or get blown to dust
Yo, you ain't as cold as us, or as bold as us
When we in the war-zone
We got the chrome with us
Cuz we rollin rough, when the soldiers rush
Either you roll wit us, or get blown to dust
(Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust)

Yo, yo now for the last couple of months
Things been real quiet
Cause, I ain't heard shit worth buyin
I'm bout to show you niggas how I'm driven
The drive comes from my lyrics and my
Lyrics come from my inner spirit
Vibratin and spinnin
Faster than 12-cylinder engines
With nitrogen in 'em
Faster than F-1 McLaren pistons
Fast enough to give your brain an aneurysm
Cause you niggas is slower
Than fat bitches metabolism
The way I rip apart the
Competition when I be spittin
The name Canibus might as well be Cannibalism
Show me a man that can't feel him
I'll show you a man that'll
Grab him by the neck
And put his head to the fan on the ceiling
Suffer real "Banned From Television" shit
Drop him off the roof of a buildin
And let the news film him
I hop in front of the cameras
And tell 'em how I'm feelin
I tell 'em how I feel that Hip-Hop
Should deal with it
Tell 'em how I'm tired of
The state rappers in
90% of the shit that rappers
Kick is subject matter less
Not original, but blasphemous
Just a bunch of the same characters
Shootin the same videos, it's embarassin
Usin the same formulas to have a hit
Usin the same actors and actresses
Same shit different laxative
Face it nigga you wack as
Shit I'm snatchin your mic
I make you run for your life
Chill durin the daylight
Then track you at night
My global position is satellite
Got a infrared lens to
Test your body's fahrenheit
Wherever you go, I track you through hail
Sleet or snow
I track you til your Caesar grows into a afro
Until you plant 'em into cornrows
Track you til your shoe soles
Develop holes and you get
Corns on your toes
Til your teeth develop halitosis
But, you been goin so long without
Deodorant you don't even notice
Motherfucker!

Yo, you ain't as cold as us, or as bold as us
When you get thrown to the wolves
You get thrown to us
Cuz we rollin rough, when the soldiers rush
Either you roll wit us, or get blown to dust
Yo, you ain't as cold as us, or as bold as us
When we in the war-zone
We got the chrome with us
Cuz we rollin rough, when the soldiers rush
Either you roll wit us, or get blown to dust
(Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust)
Yo, you ain't as cold as us, or as bold as us
When you get thrown to the wolves
You get thrown to us
Cuz we rollin rough, when the soldiers rush
Either you roll wit us, or get blown to dust
Yo, you ain't as cold as us, or as bold as us
When we in the war-zone
We got the chrome with us
Cuz we rollin rough, when the soldiers rush
Either you roll wit us, or get blown to dust
(Ashes to ashes, and dust to dust)