Canibus - Lyrical Law vs. Royce Da 5'9" lyrics

Yo, I don't need no 2Pac budget to get
2Pac rugged i get at you with nothing
Fuck it see the difference between
Me and you is
I know what I'm up against and Im'ma
Still go in i know y'all got money i
Know y'all got sugar daddies in high places

Tell me something nigga do
You know who McGregor
Mathers is? You don't know
McGregor Mathers is
Elvis' grandfather? I only met
Proof one time in
2000 on Elvis' tour bus in Syracuse
New York the nigga stepped to his business
With me in defense of Elvis cause
He loved Elvis we almost came to blows
On that bus over how much
This nigga loved Elvis and all I did was
Tell Elvis the truth about how I
Wasn't comfortable with what he
Said with that
"cancerous coulda respond back with a battle
Rap you wrote for Canibus" shit i done
Said it a million times that I
Felt it was an ambiguous line to say
About somebody you claim you idolized
Especially with all that shit I
Was dealing with that's why
When Clef told me Elvis
Was ghostwriting for L
I didn't even understand why
The fuck Elvis came to my video
Set for "I Honor U", talking 'bout "I just
Want to do something with you
Dog" Everybody and their momma
In this music industry
Turned their back on me, A&R's, DJ's
Artists, fans, everybody twelve albums later
Niggas want to act like they don't know how
Much I love Hip-Hop, and what
I stand for in Hip-Hop, and how I don't lay
Down for knowing justice is
Against the culture
The way I feel about this shit, it goes
All the way back to betrayal because
At the end of the day, niggas like you only
Give a fuck about yourself, and devil rewards
You for selling out your own niggas
Real talk

Let me ask you something
Royce why did the nigga that used to run
With Proof real tough get on the
Phone and tell me "thank you" for holding
Them down cause DeShaun's
Family was starving?
This was before I wrote my
Fucking verse for "Air
Strike" He told me to throw Rosenberg under
The bus he told me wasn't nobody over there
Eating, none of the Holtons or D12
None of them
I couldn't even believe it i didn't
Even write my verse for Air
Strike and this nigga's telling me
"thank you" 'Til this day
The only way I can rationalize it
Is to think with my
Heart and know that Proof was talking to me
Through this nigga, telling me "thank you"
Cause after "Air Strike" came out
Elvis and Rosenberg doubled back
To feed Holton's family listen
I respect D12
But how can I tell them that? Why would they
Listen to me? They're not gon' bite the hand
That feed them
So I made it easy for niggas i lit
The wick and they cut the fuse i
Gave them the chance to tell the whole world
The same shit Proof told me through
His man i gave them the chance to tell the
World about how they really feel about Elvis
Pushing them to the side to sign Voltron 5
You will have to be blind, deaf
And numb not to see how
Them niggas must feel right
Now i guarantee you after I said that line
Y'all niggas came together like
A team cause y'all had a common
Enemy, me recognize what's real
Nigga stop talking about you
Don't want nobody
Dividing you when you ain't doing nothing
For niggas any goddamn way it's
Fucked up cause Crook
Is a real nigga, and Ortiz is cool too, but
You're the one that's trying to
Divide niggas how you're
Gon' do a HRSMN record without me on it
Motherfucker?

You so gangster? The fuck you're doing
On Twitter talking to some fake
Ass account anyway? You don't think I
Know what's going on? You
Think I don't know what the fuck
Is going on? You think
I don't know Elvis got the
Whole Hip-Hop industry on payroll
Including you? How easy is it
To read between those
Lines? I ain't seen near
One site confirm what
The real Canibus Twitter is they just
Keep repeating the fake Twitter account
To fuck me around instead of
Trying to rectify the problem
So when you do the HRSMN record without me
On the shit, everybody gon' think I
Did it to myself wow, genius
Huh? Act like you
Know, nigga canibus don't need no Twitter to
Tell you what the fuck he feeling
Nigga i mastered my pen and I
Mastered these rhymes go make
Some fucking music and stop typing
Into a freaking machine

I won the whole hip hop
Franchise in '98 when I
Started my album up with a
Dial-up modem i was
The first MC with a website all of a sudden
Nobody in the first-world country
Could function without technology
But instead of niggas using this shit to
Be more real
They used the smoke and mirrors
To make us antagonize each
Other with the exponential ability to
Brainwash the entire Hip-Hop
Generation to turn their backs on
The champions of the culture, to
Isolate and alienate the artists who
The media has purposefully blackballed
Like yours truly
You know what, I'm done, man fuck you, Royce
You don't give a fuck about Hip-Hop
Man how you gon' call yourself a lyricist
And disrespect me? Keep
Doing what your master tell you to do
'cause there's always a company that's gon'
Buy you that number one
Spot for selling that watered down bullshit
Until they switch you out
And check this out, all that
Weapon talk, yada yada, tell them
Super security niggas to teach you
How to disassemble, clean, and reassemble
Your shit if you're trying to
Get funky like that, nigga