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[22 second intro] [Canibus] I'm the real king of my kingdom I make my women practice isolationialism as soon as I get 'em Run my world with an iron rod behind iron bars Enclosed behind iron doors in a small iron box in the corner Shielded behind firewalls and water doors Down the gaseous corridor, welcome to my world of horror! A coroner with an immortal aura The rhyme slang and holla at a Ripper, rip you to live longer Get stronger every record that I record Morph my arms into a sword and clotheslines you running forward You can't ignore 'Bis, motherfucker I started this! As far as artists that spit, Canibus is dominant Hot shit from a lava pit studied by oceanographers At the ocean's bottom, with rocketship sound effects A Ripper in the flesh, signed in ink, nigga You ain't ill if you need to time to think You talk shit, my personality split, you get ripped and that's it A "True Hollywood Story" bitch In my world Jermaine's gone, Canibus is just a moniker Stay behind the follower, I'm fin' to demolish you fucks Can-I-bust? (YEAH!) Now that's what I'm talkin 'bout Call me Mr. Spit Shit, also known as Toilet Mouth Y'all been warned about a million times Letras de cancionesI done wrote about a million rhymes since July '85 When I'm writin I'm impervious to fraud My fine art's verbal collage is worthy of the Gods When I'm 30 years old, I'ma quit rhymin Collect my own catalogue and open up a library Lock myself in solitary six months at a time Work at the university and teach sick fucks how to rhyme NOBODY'S SAFE, NOBODY can say that they great I put a jacker's cold body in a crate Trap his soul in an electromagnetic vase Put the crate on a wide lowrider and drive it in a lake Look in my eyes, then look in my face Nobody's here to arbitrate, realize it's time for your FATE! HA HA HA! (HA HA, HA, HA HA HA..) From Letras Mania