The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors - Literate Lyricists lyrics
[The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors - Literate Lyricists lyrics]
Date so let me flip display
I be in that ass like bounty hunters
Looking for niggas who skipped court dates
So don't get upset 'cause I
Get respect in my sector
I swing with magnitude and
Direction like a vector
I come at you with some ill shit
I'll make your squad forfeit
I apply so much force I knock
The Earth straight off it's orbit no doubt
So let me shed some light on this cipher
With persistence
I hit you from a distance like a sniper
I'm breaking it down
So even the most illiterate niggas
Can figure out how I gross six figures
See it's like that, give me my mic back
I'm hoping the street life got niggas losing
Their life just for scoping so beware
Watch where you stare 'cause
Niggas don't care
They'll stab their own moms in the back
If they have to take it there
I'm on the lookout for niggas
Who wanna get took out
Straight off the dome
Don't even try to bring your book out
Respect my intellect when I
Penetrate your mental
Kill the chit-chatter or I'll
Shatter your whole dental
My techniques flip beats like
They was tailored my squad rolls rugged
Like eighteen-wheeled trailers
I spark the buddha then I
Have dreams like Martin Luther yes indeed
To me weed is like a turbo booster
I'm mentally unstable
All my lyrics are fatal
Because I eat my dinner on a periodic table
See niggas front like they hard
They wanna be bad
I make your faggot ass crew
Raise a white flag
I'm spectacular with more vigour than Acura
Superior like the great lake
That borderlines Canada
'Cause, I'm the Canibus, lyrical analyst
I walk through crowds freestyling
Clearing the way like an ambulance
I plan to open closed minds like curtains
Because I'm constantly building like
Puerto Rican construction workers
My thought process is mysterious
Like the Loch Ness
A hundred times more complex
Than Mr spock gets
When I come through niggas
Stand stiller than statues
'Cause if I have to
I'll battle an entire rap crew
You know how I do, my style is absurd
I'll rip your skin off just
To get on your nerves
So brace yourself while I blow up the spot
'Cause lyrically my whole shit
Is butter like scotch