How We Roll

[Canibus] I never freestyle for free, without chargin niggaz a fee It'll cost a brain cell just to cypher with me I'm the type of MC, that rocks for the glory I don't give a fuck if you ignore me or camcord me Freestyle or written, spittin with infinite ammunition For anybody tryin to go the distance I promise ya no less than a hundred-thousand kilometres My bomb threats'll have you evacuatin your continent I'm barbaric with the alphanumeric Hittin you with lyrics that separates your body from your spirit This is for wack niggaz doin shows and shit Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controllin it [Rakim: "Drop the mic, you shouldn't be holdin it"] [Chorus: Panama P.I.] I roll with the wildest niggaz West Indian Island niggaz, unemployed jobless niggaz The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz [Canibus] We savages, snatchin microphones from amateurs Cause like women who get abortions, I ain't havin it I rip you, my metaphor content, will split you Into little, powderlike crystals, so I can sniff you What I say should be displayed at the Smithsonian Your rhymes are phonier than cubic zirconias Have you any idea what I do to crews like you How many niggaz in my career, I ran through? Comin afta ya, blastin ya, with the shotgun Like a front seat passenger You must be askin fa', some sort of a massacre I'll attack ya cardiovascular Shatter you like glass in automobile crashes When I smash that ass into blackberry molasses Rip your speaker to ashes, and kick a hole in it Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controllin it [Chorus: Panama P.I.] You see I roll with the wildest niggaz West Indian Island niggaz, unemployed jobless niggaz The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz See I roll with the wildest niggaz West Indian Island niggaz, unemployed jobless niggaz The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz [Canibus] I'm the illest lyricist in America -- MC's can't see me Cause I'm too quick, for the human retina to regista I roll up on ya crew quicker than long sleeves At a +Speed+ that would confuse Keanu Reeves So ask yourself, who am I? I'm the illest MC that you ever seen in your fuckin life I hop into the backseat of a cab and rhyme Til the meter says 9, 9, 9, 9 Line for line I battle any kind of MC at any time Whether they signed or unsigned Wit many lines, more lines than a million pair of Adidas More lines than the bible quoted from Jesus More lines than a African herd of zebras Niggaz just ain't fuckin wit the 'cannabis seteva' This is for ALL you niggaz doin shows and shit Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controllin it (Rakim: "Drop the mic, you shouldn't be holdin it") [Chorus: Panama P.I.] See I roll with the wildest niggaz West Indian Island, unemployed jobless niggaz The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz See I roll with the wildest niggaz West Indian Island, unemployed jobless niggaz The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz Some hostile violent Chemically... Imbalanced... Nigga!