Yo, Me and Jurassic 5 in a chromed out Navigator

Countin paper

Who wanna taste tha new flava?

We go hard

Like terrorists smugglin bombs

Blow up the plane fuselage wit da President on board

Startin problems

Bringin drama regardless

We get our point across like a trapeze artist witout fallin

Twin turbine rhymes wit 4 thousand pounds of thrust

Can-I-Bus

Can-I-Bus

If you one of dem niggaz who only trust what you can touch

When you see gimme a pound and shut the fuck up

No diggity

I smack rappaz silly fa drillin me

Lyrically, the hardcore methapor war trilogy

Wit tha verbal chemistry

Punks can't undastand

How Canibus kills a man wit less than ten lyrical milligrams

Of da illest jams you eva seen or heard

Special operatives rockin this to get the propa burn

What

Lemme pass it to my man on the right

So he could spark da mic



Canibus is above da law

I make cops shit in they draws

They won't even dispatch the call if my name is involved

While you pray to allah

Reading your Koran and ya teachings of Muhammed

I'm in my crib studyin Thuganomics

Punks wanna murda me

That's why my burgundy Suburban be fulla secret service security

Transportin me back and forth from tha Affirmative Action University

And aifcrafts take off ad land vertically

Tha fact that I ain't treated like a king is absurd to me

From the streets of Dirty Jersey to Germany

Niggaz heard of me

Verbally murderin you thoroughly without F'in

I get drug tested before I can rhyme on a record

Remarkable specimen with an audible weapon

Processin lyrics in less than one onehundredth of a second

Beef?

Bring it

Bullets and barrels?

Spin it

Finga *meses up*

-ac