Canibus - Showtime at the Gallow lyrics
[Canibus - Showtime at the Gallow lyrics]
This is Showtime at the Gallows
Rip The Jacker
Yo, I dialogue with Amen-Ra 'til
He gives me the nod
Or replaces me with a supercomputer automaton
I don't barter for time I'm
A martyr to rhymes
And a selfish soldier wit pride
That was ordered to die
A burnin' star in the sky my
Heart is warped wit a drive
Expressin' thoughts through a rhyme
My metaphors are alive
It's like I've been crucified they
Hate me now like Nas
They punctured me through my side
The bleeding was cauterized
I was revived after I died
Only then I saw how I was truly
Admired and worshipped like a god
Shit'd mired up my mind they showed me a sign
I fell off the ocean liner
Someone throw me a line
Let the world know the truth
But it became my demise
Motherfucker you know we even I
Don't owe you a dime
Sometimes I feel like killin' myself
They've stolen my shine
I wanted to be the illest
For a moment in time
From the ink to my pen to my
Pad to the ink in my arm
How can one diss song
Possibly last this long?
Tyson ain't the champ no more
Them days is gone
And Rip the Jacker ain't too stubborn
To say when he's wrong
I should get twenty dollars and
Go to Econo Lodge
And tie the sawed-off trigger
Around the doorknob
Call the police squad and tell them
I'm in room one oh five
And that a dirty bomb's inside
Woke up in the cargo
Plane playin' Christy Lane
For some entertainment while I train
In the misty rain
"One Day at a Time Sweet Jesus" is playin'
I'm sittin' there prayin' you prolly
Can't believe what I'm sayin'
But the voice in the back of
My head keeps sayin' "Germaine
This is the real deal man this is not
A dream this is not a game
The only sixteen you got from
Now on is locked and loaded and in your hand
Deploy or detach on land you the man
And the pain is the
Weakness leavin' the body, understand?
I can reload wit a full pack call COMSAT
Tell them you need suppressive fire for
Troops in the back stat
Insurgence and counter-insurgence move
Wit a purpose
Absolutely mission critical you
Never get nervous
Applicate the shock tube to the surface
Standby blow it eyes open wit
The scope on the terrorist
Tell him to go to hell in Arabic
Put a bullet through his narrow neck
Watch the wall behind him get wet
I'm an animal I'll murder you
And stare at your pets
Get the tape I know where
The surveillance cameras is kept
If you want a confession you got it
You want product? Gimme $20 You want gossip?
I'll give you logic on any topic
Recordin' the positive data
Rip is the best rapper go confirm the status
One million page dissertation
Written on paper
Cheap label from Pitney Bowes' tree curator
My purification process is greater
But thinly tapered verbatim
My album is equal to over fifty acres
Can-IBus before the Big Bang
And after the big crunch I
Only gotta say it once
Let there be light and I write a sentence
The greatest discovery since
'opethicus afarensis
Back to before Sumerians landed on the Canyon
In the Cambrian carryin'
Bacteria with antigens
And Nine-foot stone mannequins
The key to nuclear power
And Porta Libitinaria
Showtime at the gallow, the Age of Aquarius
And Space Harriers, life's last barrier
Rip The Jacker
Yo, I dialogue with Amen-Ra 'til
He gives me the nod
Or replaces me with a supercomputer automaton
I don't barter for time I'm
A martyr to rhymes
And a selfish soldier wit pride
That was ordered to die
A burnin' star in the sky my
Heart is warped wit a drive
Expressin' thoughts through a rhyme
My metaphors are alive
It's like I've been crucified they
Hate me now like Nas
They punctured me through my side
The bleeding was cauterized
I was revived after I died
Only then I saw how I was truly
Admired and worshipped like a god
Shit'd mired up my mind they showed me a sign
I fell off the ocean liner
Someone throw me a line
Let the world know the truth
But it became my demise
Motherfucker you know we even I
Don't owe you a dime
Sometimes I feel like killin' myself
They've stolen my shine
I wanted to be the illest
For a moment in time
From the ink to my pen to my
Pad to the ink in my arm
How can one diss song
Possibly last this long?
Tyson ain't the champ no more
Them days is gone
And Rip the Jacker ain't too stubborn
To say when he's wrong
I should get twenty dollars and
Go to Econo Lodge
And tie the sawed-off trigger
Around the doorknob
Call the police squad and tell them
I'm in room one oh five
And that a dirty bomb's inside
Woke up in the cargo
Plane playin' Christy Lane
For some entertainment while I train
In the misty rain
"One Day at a Time Sweet Jesus" is playin'
I'm sittin' there prayin' you prolly
Can't believe what I'm sayin'
But the voice in the back of
My head keeps sayin' "Germaine
This is the real deal man this is not
A dream this is not a game
The only sixteen you got from
Now on is locked and loaded and in your hand
Deploy or detach on land you the man
And the pain is the
Weakness leavin' the body, understand?
I can reload wit a full pack call COMSAT
Tell them you need suppressive fire for
Troops in the back stat
Insurgence and counter-insurgence move
Wit a purpose
Absolutely mission critical you
Never get nervous
Applicate the shock tube to the surface
Standby blow it eyes open wit
The scope on the terrorist
Tell him to go to hell in Arabic
Put a bullet through his narrow neck
Watch the wall behind him get wet
I'm an animal I'll murder you
And stare at your pets
Get the tape I know where
The surveillance cameras is kept
If you want a confession you got it
You want product? Gimme $20 You want gossip?
I'll give you logic on any topic
Recordin' the positive data
Rip is the best rapper go confirm the status
One million page dissertation
Written on paper
Cheap label from Pitney Bowes' tree curator
My purification process is greater
But thinly tapered verbatim
My album is equal to over fifty acres
Can-IBus before the Big Bang
And after the big crunch I
Only gotta say it once
Let there be light and I write a sentence
The greatest discovery since
'opethicus afarensis
Back to before Sumerians landed on the Canyon
In the Cambrian carryin'
Bacteria with antigens
And Nine-foot stone mannequins
The key to nuclear power
And Porta Libitinaria
Showtime at the gallow, the Age of Aquarius
And Space Harriers, life's last barrier