Canibus Spartibus
Artist: Canibus
Album: Rip the Jacker
Song: Spartibus
Producer: Stoupe
Time: 4:00
[Canibus]
Yeah //
This is Spartibus //
[Canibus]
Yo, yo, yo //
You want to spar with ‘Bus? //
Then let’s get started ‘cause //
Atomic thrust turn you into cosmic dust //
Bomb your borders with Japanese spigot mortars //
Recompose your composition to sawdust //
Time is breath, breath is life, life is light //
Light is no less than capital ‘C’ on the mic //
Beneath the mirage of night, I’ll attack you twice //
Prepare the river sacrifice for my ritual rites //
Reinforce my habitual likes and dislikes //
To diss you on the mic ‘cause I’m sick of the hype //
No one’s ever written what I write, compare the calligraphy type //
Tell me yo, how can I not be nice //
The royal semen of Caesar frozen in a cryo-freezer //
On sale for seven figures per millimeter //
Lethally illegal, I speak to the people //
In the form of an eagle on top of the Thebes Cathedral //
With boundless knowledge, like hairless Dalai Lamas //
With linen garments neatly wrapped around armpits //
With monasteries in the mountains //
Trumpets have already sounded //
You can’t denounce my crown, bitch //
[Canibus]
The game is Chinese chess //
Countless issues need to be addressed before the East nukes the West //
Totalitarianistic cause and effect //
Run the words through a decompressor, recompress the depth //
Canibus is the most explosive next to meth //
The inconsistency of text makes me complex //
Pay attention to ‘Bis, my intention is this //
Leave you spatially adrift, suspended in the abyss //
Marijuana plant owners smell my aroma //
Contract sycosis sarcoma and retinoblastoma //
Confederate federal General Lee electric general //
FCC omni-directional antenna poles //
IFF, identification, friend or foe //
This area’s restricted, don’t let him through //
He’ll mock your style //
Rock you to the ground with the bite force of a Sarcosuchus crocodile //
Travel a fiber optic mile before you can smile //
So don’t ask me why and don’t ask how //
[Canibus]
‘Til I’m impressed with the print, I can hear a pin drop like Sprint //
Once it blends I can stop right then //
Quantum coupling mechanisms and technical shit //
Confuses you, but I don’t think you’re any less if it did //
Just define what is poetry and what is rap //
I’ll demonstrate how to effectively bridge the gap //
The answer is simple in fact //
If the protons don’t attack the retina, all we’d ever see is black //
No ability, no extra-ocular motility //
Silly emcees can’t see me lyrically or visually //
They’ll never be better than me //
I’ll triple team them with the Trinity severed in three and give them nine enemies //
Climb back to periscope depth in two hours //
Surrender and throw in the towel //
The amalgam of the ultimate album //
This is Spartibus power //
*Rakim samples from Paid in Full's "My Melody"
Any MC that disagree with me just wave your arm (4x)
Now tear it up y'all, and bless the mic for the gods
