Cloak N Dagga, Zoo Keepa - Never Run lyrics

Ten below, snow camo's, four commandos
Standing in the snow practicing handthrows
I put in a bulletproof
Straight jacket faced backwards
In positions like that space matters
Sit back and think, smoke rise from the vent
After one solid attempt I polish the end
The event horizon event
I stay behind five of the win
I keep rhyming so I can see them again
The verbal architect walk through
Tibet catch ya breath
We ain't started marching yet
You in the company of honor vets
I see more depth than Imhotep I see no death
That's why I ain't no hero yet
Translate the text I throw scrolls you fetch
My style is not even something unknown yet
Initiate the pre-warmup, I walk up
Who want what
The metaphor rush with no shortcuts
Search the boondocks for moon rocks
Channel Zero playing out my boombox
Looking at the lunar clock
Rapidly map the galaxy, unlock reality
With a six point star Allen key
Travel with me the crew drink Buckaneer brew
Buck you from a distance hit
You if you're near too
Snipe you with a rifle through
The bright blue night view
The hawks tooth is proof for what I might do
Who the nigga with the
Small wrist talking shit
Balling his fist, they call him Bis
Why they all on his dick
I got a hiphop badge, I don't like to flash
Better talk slow homie, I don't type fast

We rock forever
Turn forever into eight nevers
Them niggas sell alot of records
But they ain't better
We hire soldiers to blow you
Up for high explosives
Make sure that you die unfocused
The low level hum, African kettle drums
Metal guns flash heat like the sun
Rebels run
On the 3-way, CIA speed trace my prepaid
Might have enriched plutonium in three days
Speak bars like retards with pink cars
With a hand full of peach cobbler trying to
The intellectual festival rhyme incredible
Discharged on the medical the
Tour was terrible
Don't touch my genitals, thank you general
When you, my pen is a quill
My sense is to kill cnD reinvent the wheel
Rhyme stand at attention til I them to chill
Stand on the ledge of the hill
They kill before I tell them to kill
I wire transfer the rest of the bill
I give conjugal visit's to my own lyrics
Fuck what the beat sounds like
The poem fit's it
Don't get it twisted Canibus is
Gettin jiggy with it
I'm just dumbing it down for a minute
I was deployed at 2-40 Bravo beach boy
The hotel Hanoi decoy with a deep voice
Stab a rap fiend with atrophine
Then bring him back from the dream
Then interact with the team
Nuclear defense level 3
Dancing with the devil and me
I put some water on the kettle for tea
Freestyle heats the coil
Turn streets to soil
Bluewater and beaches boil
Laying on a blanket of foil speech is Royal
My saliva is like oil and
I'm spoiled like Peter O'Boyle