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Niggas want to lock the ‘Chronicles of Canibus' away forever
And put my book of rhymes through a shredder
Never, I'm way too clever the way I manoeuvre
Beat your ass like Lennox Lewis did to David Tua
In front of a hundred-million pay-per-viewers your career is ruined
Your face will be swollen like the Benihana Buddha
Bring it to ya, prove you're a loser
Beyond the length of this rhyme you have no future
Pounce upon you like a puma or some wild cougars
In the jungle with my adrenaline juices flowing through 'em
I'ma reprogram everything that you're doing
Hypnotize the audience you perform in front of to start booing
You're stupid, you and your whole crew are extremely foolish
I can't cipher with you ‘cause your breath is too putrid
Put your mic down and step away from it
Shut your motherfucking mouth and don't say nothing
You have the right to remain silent
Sentenced to life on Rikers Island for terrible freestyling

[Verse 2: Canibus]
I heard a rumour English women make love the best
Is that true? ‘Cause I ain't had no justice yet
A lot of clowns keep arguing on who the best is
Bite the style but can't digest it
Till they get karate kicked in the mouth and their teeth get ejected
Told you to watch who you beef with on the last record
Platinum teeth? I sell them for a thousand pounds a piece
You buy one back and you get one free
Put it down in the east, put it down in the west
Put it down on paper, put the paper down on the desk
In the studio is where I put it down to the test
It's nothing but skull-crushing pressure down at them depths
Throw a rough mix down, download it to disk
Give a copy to everybody that's down with Bis
Since '96, the Dogg Pound Remix
First time anybody put me down to spit
It's like Pakman don't stop
Till I hear my voice banging up and down the block in a Magnavox
With a hundred watts, creating ripples in the water like aquanauts
Breathing through their oxygen-box
I belong on top of the pops not on the bottom with rocks
I mean, honest to God, I'm shocked, I thought the album was hot
I guess you can't write an infinite rhyme with a finite mind
That's why rhymes like mine mystify mankind
A lot of rappers are ahead of their time
But when it comes to rhymes like mine the word ‘time' doesn't apply
You see, rhyming is the art