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Second Round K.O.

Canibus

Can-I-Bus

1998

champion)
(By second round knock-out, three minutes and forty seconds, Can-I-bus)

Yo, Canibus, man, you movin' like Mike Tyson Jr., man
You in and out,

All by myself
I'm in a class all by myself
I’m on they ass all by myself
Alex get freaky when she drunk ima tryna po thrusts
She said her throat

a type beat 
We dont bite we
Write heat recite heat
More then likely
Been in a fight see
Willin to sightsee
Emmei by night 
We ignite weed
Inna library

me, quote me just hear me and listen slowly
Its 5 am in new york and this city gone get to no me
I aint gritty like 50 and I aint tryna be hovi
I’m

astronomical
Feel this shit in the root of yo body all ya follicles
From the little bity city by the sea ain't think it was possible
To breed a typa nigga like

I'm a certified stunner
Surrounded by murderers
TEC-9 runners and pistol
Packing homicide gunners
Coka Nostradamus, holy rollers
Exploding martyrs
We

smoke up the scene
Got new skills and got bigger team
What u been doin during quarantine
Got home from 9-5
Gotta get that piece of pie
Live life in

confession prayer ancestors Love lessons Roman 10 9 and 10
Biblical texts or you Google these verses Could be the best thing you do in this life
Yo check

concerned my body plated with osteoderms wtf you think
You gon do you is an imbecile by dusk I am disguised
Diharrea comin out yo mouth like clostridium

everyday and touch a bag
In grocery mode my homie started rapping I'm proud I'm hoping he blow
Fell off ninety nine times got back up a hundred
Fourth down

me that
Nigga said you got some heart, come get yo money back
Niggas crazy in the booth, they ackin' funny style
I need a house to raise my kid, I need

when I visit your country
In ya city all the pretty girls love me
Fell for the prophecy
Yea they call me the prophet
Don't care about what they say
I'll

me like nine times

I get the  ball', and I'ma score,
Feel like Kobe in my prime
Whole gang ate(8) that shit fasho
So I guess I'm number nine

Yeah, so

If you fuck around, ill pay the costs
And Now you the running man

You do 9 to 5 ?
I do 9 to 9
Yeah, im putting in overtime
Cause I’m tryna get what’s

me use my gat
And nigga you use yo pads
So stop playing with me
Boy we grew up in the same city
Learned to be a man with these hands
When that pain hit

(Let's go)
All I've eaten in the last five days are 
Christmas cookies 
Christmas cookies 
All I've drunk in the last nine days is 
Egg nog 
Egg nog 

ain't scared to pull a drill
Do my dirt by my lonely
Cause these niggas they will squeal
You ain't down to take a charge
Then you shouldn't be in

Saratoga
I was raised by the park
Now I'm in your playlist trying to
Climb up the charts
When you're in the deep end you learn to
Swim with the sharks

to the homefront
In no time everybody's doin the Hump
Puttin the funk in the trunks and back in the boom box
We took the road show straight to the nine-o

Well,

if he on hoe shit
Pour up a foe
In slow motion
Bitch so wet hop in her ocean
Slime her out she said oh shit
Slut her out on some hoe shit
Keep the nine

lie I wish that I was dreaming
Cause to be real I done broke a lot that I believed in
Bro left the city cause it's smoke and he ain't trynna ride
Still

and down like a yo yo
With my pain
I said I'm up and down like a yo yo
With my pain 
Sitting in this house of shame
Staring through my window pain (yea)

So

eat
I know you want me in that Icu
Try your luck before I see you
One more time
I never been a grimey nigga
I live my life by a code
Make sure the fam

Live!!!

Onyx

The Show [Original Soundtrack]

1995

my back in 
beatin tracks in, official now cold smash and jaw tappin 
(YO WHAT HAPPENED?!?!) Nuttin, just niggas bustin caps when I was rappin