Earl Hazard, Canibus - What Have You lyrics
[Earl Hazard, Canibus - What Have You lyrics]
Say Bis
Me know I'm not ready for the fire, zeen
Give 'em that Saddam bomb fire
Rude Boy that ruckus zeen?
Earl Hazard, King of Tallulah, Acronym NWC
(What does it mean?) Niggas With Computers
Bighorn trombone tubas
Ethanol front lawn movers
Caterpillars with blowers comin' out
The hood louvers
Peak boots knock teeth loose
Five-point seat-belt harness, roll-cage
I don't need no roof
Sheriff Tawes, Gregory Peck
My eyes wide open all the time even
If I know the enemy's dead
Here's the thing: Capital C
Close quarters grapple the beat
Music casualties don't matter to me
Can-IBus, nom de plume
Rip the Jacker, rendezvous
A brave new world, drop day soon
Insect water, sheep to the slaughter
Vinegar eye, pee no water
Potassium burns your veins til you holler
Banana man selling bananas from
Banana stands in Afghanistan
Barter bananas with the camera man
I'm the hammer man
Any Which Way You Can Eastwood Callahan
What's so funny fancy pants?
This a battle staff warm-up
Reserve contingent, callin' em up
Poorly trained, no guts, they all suck
Hot day, hágalo, hágalo, plant my plátanos
Primer de Sábado de el jefe vamanos
I'm a son of a bitch
Black baboon silverback raccoon
In the shit hit the fan chat room
Uncle Jesse said he'd be back
Soon before tomorrow afternoon
Don't let him take the flag off his tomb
Holy Cahokian curse
Blood clot five-shot burst
What you mean my credit card don't work!?
I fermented the barley grain
The buzz went straight to my brain
I drink til I can't remember my name
Step up and sign the oar, hear me roar
I burn the fricking goal post
Down after I score
You little pissant obstructionist
You call that spittin'? yeah I'm a asshole
But at least I'm consistent
Let's expand this idea further:
Let's pretend you're the observer
In the front row of my Terrordome circus
The worthless plan was young, the man was old
The deal with the devil
Eternally damned his soul
Cut that goddamn check, I rhyme with anything
I am not bein' lied to
'cause I am not listenin'
Multivalent support
A 16 bar single too short
50 bars, what the fuck you thought?!
I've got a deep root cellar, fresh wine vats
Rat repellent
To be the best is a fact I embellish
Functional illiteracy, short memory
Eternal periphery
Molon labe, life and liberty
Full-cycle, carbon intensive with
A meaningful message
Still get distracted by beautiful breast-es
I like my Laverne and Shirley curly, curly
My eggs over-easy
And turkey bacon burl's handy
TRS-80, Atari tank combat baby
We go ColecoVision crazy! (In the future)
Watson and Williams
Technology firm worth billions
Throne room big enough to fit buildings
Houses with gold crown molding
Voice command Siri says "open"
Soldiers standin' outside smokin'
Agile inspired approach
I still get higher than most
I need a coast where I can park my boat
The flood waters give me a bath
Five foot alpaca raft
Heavy-duty, with inflatable pads
"I'm clumsy, help me buddy
I've gotta save all of my puppies
Two dozen Siberian Huskies"
I'm a Main Street insider
Carbon fiber concrete tiger
I call margins on fraudulent offers
Positive IP vector, chief inspector
Spit black gold forever
North Dakota to Texas close approach
Inoculation proximity operation microphones
Decomposed through oxidation
And that's just the blood clot basics
You love it or hate it
King of Tallulah, motherfuckers, come take it
I'm resilient with the bars
I just handled the mic run for your life
You should save yourself
Welcome ya to the Guillotine
I just handled the mic
You should save yourself
I just handled the mic run for your life
I just handled the mic
Welcome to the Guillotine
Bringin' you that horror nigga
Fuck dramaticism
Hey yo smoke a blunt a cigarette and
Drink a brew before breakfast
Drunk before lunch and walk
Around like I'm headless
Hip hop scholar not the best
That should test this
Cause Burns is a force that you
Don't want to mess with
What's with the stuntin' dem not know shottas
Got a crew big enough to
Clock ya stop ya proper
Bout to bring the pain
Bigger than the movie Clockers
And they'll be sick of my name
Til they need to see a doctor
Fat rhymes flat line travelin' at max speed
Metaphors mega roar leaving niggas knock me
Sing a Hail Mary's to the one
Who's trying to Pac me
Cause Burns got that rock that's
Top with hip hop steez
Take cover rhymin' and this live grenade's
Liable to get high in space
Doctor or toxic waste
The block's hot cops got a Glock
To spray food for thought
Copper plate fiends put your rocks away
It's a shame you lames claim to be past due
Get your lips stapled shut
And your mask glued
My name rings and reigns supreme
Pash, you fag because I'm King of Tallulah
What's happening?
I'm resilient with the bars
I just handled the mic run for your life
You should save yourself
Welcome ya to the Guillotine
I just handled the mic
You should save yourself
I just handled the mic run for your life
I just handled the mic
Welcome to the Guillotine
Bringin' you that horror nigga
Fuck dramaticism
Hey doe, hey doe yeah, Hazard a baddest soul
Who shattered the masters
With half the master hoes
So go capture the madness
They lack the this rapper's scroll
What's ta happen if masters gathered in packs
Defending and answers 'em back
And he's whack act as if faggot clothes
Will slash you in half with
My crack and blast you
And third degree create a murder scene, word
Now every cipher transforms
The calisthenic captions
The benefactor's benefactor
Bitch remember that one
Lyrical body upper cup can
Knock your center back
Was trippin' and I'm a make you
Wish you never finished packin'
To puts money on my head
You gonna need plenty Jacksons
Kangaroo language Mr show you how
To kick the action spit demographics
Match gravity force that should
Have McGill fracutured
Yeah you get your head in plastic
Got magic liquid you meant to and
I don't mean no acid
It ain't just hip hop this Gambino jazz
And rhyme tattered Titan took the skills
There ain't no need for clashin'
Earl Hazard's bring a bastard's body high
To understand you'll probably die
Now what have you
I'm resilient with the bars
I just handled the mic run for your life
You should save yourself
Welcome ya to the Guillotine
I just handled the mic
You should save yourself
I just handled the mic run for your life
I just handled the mic
Welcome to the Guillotine
Bringin' you that horror nigga
Fuck dramaticism
Me know I'm not ready for the fire, zeen
Give 'em that Saddam bomb fire
Rude Boy that ruckus zeen?
Earl Hazard, King of Tallulah, Acronym NWC
(What does it mean?) Niggas With Computers
Bighorn trombone tubas
Ethanol front lawn movers
Caterpillars with blowers comin' out
The hood louvers
Peak boots knock teeth loose
Five-point seat-belt harness, roll-cage
I don't need no roof
Sheriff Tawes, Gregory Peck
My eyes wide open all the time even
If I know the enemy's dead
Here's the thing: Capital C
Close quarters grapple the beat
Music casualties don't matter to me
Can-IBus, nom de plume
Rip the Jacker, rendezvous
A brave new world, drop day soon
Insect water, sheep to the slaughter
Vinegar eye, pee no water
Potassium burns your veins til you holler
Banana man selling bananas from
Banana stands in Afghanistan
Barter bananas with the camera man
I'm the hammer man
Any Which Way You Can Eastwood Callahan
What's so funny fancy pants?
This a battle staff warm-up
Reserve contingent, callin' em up
Poorly trained, no guts, they all suck
Hot day, hágalo, hágalo, plant my plátanos
Primer de Sábado de el jefe vamanos
I'm a son of a bitch
Black baboon silverback raccoon
In the shit hit the fan chat room
Uncle Jesse said he'd be back
Soon before tomorrow afternoon
Don't let him take the flag off his tomb
Holy Cahokian curse
Blood clot five-shot burst
What you mean my credit card don't work!?
I fermented the barley grain
The buzz went straight to my brain
I drink til I can't remember my name
Step up and sign the oar, hear me roar
I burn the fricking goal post
Down after I score
You little pissant obstructionist
You call that spittin'? yeah I'm a asshole
But at least I'm consistent
Let's expand this idea further:
Let's pretend you're the observer
In the front row of my Terrordome circus
The worthless plan was young, the man was old
The deal with the devil
Eternally damned his soul
Cut that goddamn check, I rhyme with anything
I am not bein' lied to
'cause I am not listenin'
Multivalent support
A 16 bar single too short
50 bars, what the fuck you thought?!
I've got a deep root cellar, fresh wine vats
Rat repellent
To be the best is a fact I embellish
Functional illiteracy, short memory
Eternal periphery
Molon labe, life and liberty
Full-cycle, carbon intensive with
A meaningful message
Still get distracted by beautiful breast-es
I like my Laverne and Shirley curly, curly
My eggs over-easy
And turkey bacon burl's handy
TRS-80, Atari tank combat baby
We go ColecoVision crazy! (In the future)
Watson and Williams
Technology firm worth billions
Throne room big enough to fit buildings
Houses with gold crown molding
Voice command Siri says "open"
Soldiers standin' outside smokin'
Agile inspired approach
I still get higher than most
I need a coast where I can park my boat
The flood waters give me a bath
Five foot alpaca raft
Heavy-duty, with inflatable pads
"I'm clumsy, help me buddy
I've gotta save all of my puppies
Two dozen Siberian Huskies"
I'm a Main Street insider
Carbon fiber concrete tiger
I call margins on fraudulent offers
Positive IP vector, chief inspector
Spit black gold forever
North Dakota to Texas close approach
Inoculation proximity operation microphones
Decomposed through oxidation
And that's just the blood clot basics
You love it or hate it
King of Tallulah, motherfuckers, come take it
I'm resilient with the bars
I just handled the mic run for your life
You should save yourself
Welcome ya to the Guillotine
I just handled the mic
You should save yourself
I just handled the mic run for your life
I just handled the mic
Welcome to the Guillotine
Bringin' you that horror nigga
Fuck dramaticism
Hey yo smoke a blunt a cigarette and
Drink a brew before breakfast
Drunk before lunch and walk
Around like I'm headless
Hip hop scholar not the best
That should test this
Cause Burns is a force that you
Don't want to mess with
What's with the stuntin' dem not know shottas
Got a crew big enough to
Clock ya stop ya proper
Bout to bring the pain
Bigger than the movie Clockers
And they'll be sick of my name
Til they need to see a doctor
Fat rhymes flat line travelin' at max speed
Metaphors mega roar leaving niggas knock me
Sing a Hail Mary's to the one
Who's trying to Pac me
Cause Burns got that rock that's
Top with hip hop steez
Take cover rhymin' and this live grenade's
Liable to get high in space
Doctor or toxic waste
The block's hot cops got a Glock
To spray food for thought
Copper plate fiends put your rocks away
It's a shame you lames claim to be past due
Get your lips stapled shut
And your mask glued
My name rings and reigns supreme
Pash, you fag because I'm King of Tallulah
What's happening?
I'm resilient with the bars
I just handled the mic run for your life
You should save yourself
Welcome ya to the Guillotine
I just handled the mic
You should save yourself
I just handled the mic run for your life
I just handled the mic
Welcome to the Guillotine
Bringin' you that horror nigga
Fuck dramaticism
Hey doe, hey doe yeah, Hazard a baddest soul
Who shattered the masters
With half the master hoes
So go capture the madness
They lack the this rapper's scroll
What's ta happen if masters gathered in packs
Defending and answers 'em back
And he's whack act as if faggot clothes
Will slash you in half with
My crack and blast you
And third degree create a murder scene, word
Now every cipher transforms
The calisthenic captions
The benefactor's benefactor
Bitch remember that one
Lyrical body upper cup can
Knock your center back
Was trippin' and I'm a make you
Wish you never finished packin'
To puts money on my head
You gonna need plenty Jacksons
Kangaroo language Mr show you how
To kick the action spit demographics
Match gravity force that should
Have McGill fracutured
Yeah you get your head in plastic
Got magic liquid you meant to and
I don't mean no acid
It ain't just hip hop this Gambino jazz
And rhyme tattered Titan took the skills
There ain't no need for clashin'
Earl Hazard's bring a bastard's body high
To understand you'll probably die
Now what have you
I'm resilient with the bars
I just handled the mic run for your life
You should save yourself
Welcome ya to the Guillotine
I just handled the mic
You should save yourself
I just handled the mic run for your life
I just handled the mic
Welcome to the Guillotine
Bringin' you that horror nigga
Fuck dramaticism