Sway, King Tech, Canibus - Canibus Wake Up Show Freestyle Vol. 7 lyrics

Lyrically I'm bananas
My tongue moves like Hindu
Belly dancers performing tantra
I blur your vision like slow-shutter
Speeds on a camera
And get up in that ass like colon-cancer
Brain cells hand-picked
Organically enhanced with third
Millennium medical standards
My DNA was tampered with
By genetic engineers with scholarship grants
That studied at Stanford
Canibus too advanced for this
I turn spit to gas vapor then back to spit
Your style is one-quarter bull
One-quarter horseshit
One-quarter garbage and one-quarter awkward
Make you nauseous till you vomit
Like the backwards Pharcyde
Video going forwards
As I drink the blood of a thousand MCs
I can tell by the taste of
The pulp if they was hand-squeezed
This is Transylvania vampire mania
You should be afraid of my fangs
In your neck drainin' ya
I was made to buss, made to crush
Any mic I touch just disintegrates into dust
I've been watchin' rap city since
It had the first mayor
Seven years back when DC
Was swarming with cicadas
Before Big Lez before Joe Clare
Before Steph Lover and before anybody in here
See I been there done that
Only problem was I had to double back
Cause the first album was wack
A little short coming less than
What the fans wanted now I'm back bussin'
My new album is disgusting
Bumrushin the basement with rhymes
Blazin in the booth
Forget the pool table and the PlayStation
I'm too busy tryin' to concentrate
Grab you by the face and lay
Hands on you like Mase
Cause when the saints come marchin' in
He'll be flossin in the clothes he bought
With the money from the offering
Then it's Jim Baker all over again
Till he's back in the studio recordin' again
The Source gave me three and half mics
I should take three and half lifes from
The staff for hiring that asswipe
Irv Gotti represented real well
The rest of y'all act like you
Scared of the double L
(Jamaican Accent) But, it's alright
You can't stop Rastafari
It's a part of my life and this drive mics
See (End accent)
Niggas don't mind, I rhyme all night
We run out of time tell the
Label to cancel my flight
Cause, Ima stay right here and flow
Tell Hitch from the street I'm about to
Jack a whole hour from his show
Show you how I get down when I'm freestylin'
Smack Tavis Smiley and tell
Him to stop smilin'
Make the whole wake up show
Throw they hands up
When they listenin' to Can-IBus
It's 2000 BC, July 18th
The illest emcee puttin it down oncali!