Canibus - Nationwide Ruckus lyrics

Wake up every morning, yo I must succeed uh
Nationwide ruckus, make the word stampede uh
Show with me, make we roll some weed uh
Mad charge nigga, now I must proceed uh

Ey yo
I had to make this beat available offline
Just in case the power goes out
In the middle of my rhyme
Improvising, improving
Maximizing my ability to do this
Pullin' strings even when my
Mouth's not moving
The black cat that's stoopin' on the
Love boat film or action movies
You want to hate boat
Troll? Then active coofy
The intellectual thinker is attracted to me
Rollin' up Scooby snack doobies
Take two puffs and pass it to me
Sittin' in the back of a jacked up tailgate
I know my bitch look young
But she ain't jailbait
Copenhagen's known for fake
She kinda like how it taste
That's why she all up in my face
Speakerbox boomin' all up in that place
Codename 308s, Can-IBus that great?
Holdin' hands, singin' kumbaya, it's too late
They say a racial war coming
Go paint your face
Ripper verse psychology curse
Statue even during apologies
Are you not entertained? Then follow me
Cody wasn't for hire
Brief fabricated slam fire
Silver rounds for the vampires

Wake up every morning, yo I must succeed uh
Nationwide ruckus, make the word stampede uh
Show with me, make we roll some weed uh
Mad charge nigga, now I must proceed uh

Now let's stay on topic, let's talk about it
My product and my latest Hip-Hop project
CBD vaporizers gold plated Olmec face
They come with a golden neck brace
Senior technician, 401K
Activate, smash your face with the trey
Eight strapped around the waist
Then dump you in a dilapidated place
Beat 'em down with aluminum
Then I put two in 'em
The harlem world hooligan with
A bad boy pseudonym
Throw you off a highrise
See if you can skydive
They fear me like cavlike tile, black child
Go surgical, chop it up vertical
Bars from my notebook murder you
Can you say "testicular turpitude"?
'Course you can't! Tongue twister metaphors
Put you in a trance
In that sunken place doing the drunken dance
Wake up, upside down hung by the pants
M-m-monster truck transmission
Crush your hands
Body blows to the guts, stomach cramps
Tough man i'm a sheepdog covered by the
Blood of the lamb
Im hot, my hands are warm, my mind is cold
Together they strum notes on the
Strings of your soul i was there when they
Put Hip-Hop under arrest
When the artificial intelligence took
It's first breath
The Boston Dynamics mechanics
Scoured the planet
For antediluvian amulets buried in Atlantis
The haters just talk shit cuz if
I ever break loose they panic
They don't know I got brain damage

Wake up every morning, yo I must succeed uh
Nationwide ruckus, make the word stampede uh
Show with me, make we roll some weed uh
Mad charge nigga, now I must proceed uh