Canibus - Black Kobra lyrics

Han: your style is unorthodox
Williams: But effective

Han: it is defeat that
You must learn to prepare for
Williams: don't waste my time when it comes
I won't even notice han: Oh? How so
Williams: I'll be too busy looking good

The Black Cobra, The Black Cobra
The Black Cobra, The Black Cobra
The Black Cobra, The Black Cobra
Move over 'fore he back up over ya'
I told ya' the Black Cobra, The Black Cobra
The Black Cobra, The Black Cobra
The Black Cobra, The Black Cobra
Move over 'fore he back up over ya'

The hand-to hand combat soldier, Black Kobra
Fast attack to the mat, and it's over
Guyanese flying knees bust through pine trees
Cantonese ninth degree Muay Thai Chi
The thirty-third parallel jab from Hell
Mortar-fire to your chest and your back
For real
Back blast area not clear, I'm too near
From here
My crosshairs intersect between your ears
Hammer nail scorpion tail impale crab shells
You've never heard Hell till you
Hear a man yell
Bionic reflex, electronic defense
Knees bent, jump straight up, rapid descent
My feet print left in the cement
All they ever saw was the black
Silhouette through the Jeep's tint
Black Kobra, K-1 boxing toga
Move over, before he back up over ya'
I told ya'

The Black Cobra, The Black Cobra
The Black Cobra, The Black Cobra
The Black Cobra, The Black Cobra
Move over 'fore he back up over ya'
I told ya' the Black Cobra, The Black Cobra
The Black Cobra, The Black Cobra
The Black Cobra, The Black Cobra
Move over 'fore he back up over ya'

Yo back to my new old self for your belt
I'm the new owner of the last flow you felt
Flight bound to a nice town, VIP night lounge
With some light-brown girls
Walk around in nightgowns
Step to the stage, nigga, put your mic down
Look how the crowd sound
We could do it right now
Jesus, the great Can-IBus just
Please us, with your lyrical thesis

Lee: Guns! Braithwaite: No no guns
Lee: Now why doesn't somebody pull
A 45 and bang