The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors - 5 Lines lyrics

Oh shit, that nigga just sparked it, kid
Yeah, yeah yeah, yeah yeah
Feelin the vibe, niggas be
Bus this, yo fuck that
Lets spark something right now
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I can kick a freestyle anytime your demand it
My brain is high-density and
My memory is expanded
Breaking soundbarriers like the Lockheed
Even with knock knees I run across
Rough terrain at mach speed barefoot
Canibus is crazy as fuck
Genetically engineering eight leaved clovers
For twice the luck
Canibus is my name, play the freestyle game
Physical brain is in better shape
Than Jack Le Lanne
I swim upstream for pussy like Salmon
I'll slay the princess and live happily


Ever after with the dragon

MCs get nervous when I drop my
Lyrical rhymes on the Earth's surface
Yeah, I can go longer than church service
My techniques creeps up your
Streets like organized crime
I kick a verse to strike
More nerves than your spine
Cause my skills increase
Like man-slaughter statistics
And my lyrical bullets couldn't
Be traced by ballistics no doubt
I open backs from hollow-tip focal tracks
So penetrate your respiratory
And watch your lungs collapse

My dick is just like Bonny: big, happy, and
I'm not the one you want to battle
I got two times your knowledge because
I ate two forbidden apples
Niggas get mad and call me
A jerk 'cause when I
Catch the freestyle fever I vomit
Rhymes on your shirt

Yo Bus it, whack MCs get me disgusted
Your style is so old your
Vocal chords must be rusted let me flip it
My skills go back like hieroglyphics
I be the infamous Big Webb, to be specific
At point-blank range
I'll exchange flows like blows
And bury adversaries in decomposing chemicals
My voice is heard every time I flip
'cause my vocal chords generate
Tones in 16-bit you're kiddin' it
I'll move it up to hallmark to be considerate
'Cause if your flow is -borne
I'm getting rid of it

I got you open
Communicating lines like a modem
I got the lyrical skills to
Hang like a scrotum
Give me a moment and Ima show ya
Niggas be setting up traps but Ima
Snatch the cheese like a rodent
Let em know that i got a nasty flow
And when niggas sleep
I sucker punch them like Riddick Bowe
'Cause my flow is wild like
Rots with sharp teeth
And scarier than bull terriers
Without no lease
'Cause, I'm the illest nigga on the east
Capisce?
Niggas say I'm fat, but I'm really obese

When I blow spots
I'm like a nuclear reaction
Got niggas watching their backs like
A gymnasium full of chiropractors
When I spark it
Niggas get dropped like the stock market
Unfortunate MCs get reviewed like a tax audit
I break them down, like compounded chemistry
The defender of all forms is
Marley Mall dropped the Symphony
Volume 1, lyrics get flung from my tongue
I'll drink a cup of gas and
Breathe fire from my lungs the fat lady sung
Well it's don, time for fun
I'll do drive-bys in ambulances
With automatic water-guns

Many talents
Writer slash producer like dallas
Then made it New York City like awesome
Niggas bug off of the shit that I be talkin'
I'm mad-intelligent
Like the sea-quest dolphins
It's quite often I be sparkin' cyphers
I got shit locked like
The cap-keys on typewriters
And I hate biters, 'cause biters are jealous
So I got to spray all
My lyrics with shark repellent

Lyrical and now you in my mentality that
You end up dead in your reality