(Beast From The East)Who Had The Better Verse ? Redman Or Canibus
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Inspect Her Deck
Skins of all colours come together as brothers
Redman
BK The Great
Veteran
Redman
Canibus
Mr. Cheeks
the other featured dude
but all of them did their thing
Canibus
Mr. Cheeks
the other featured dude
but all of them did their thing
pointproven214
i speak facts not emotions
Canibus brings the sickest drama,
fierce enough to pierce the thickest armor
I smack bytches who try to suck dikk through a condom
Playing with the mic is something I wont do
my only concern when I approach you, is to roast you
I smoke you and whoever you standing close to
and make every man in your crew deny that he knows you
defeating, nikkas like Segal Steven,
putting Emcees in, positions to prevent 'em from breathing
I'll make you question any and everything you've ever believed in
by peeping your deepest secrets like psychic readers,
What's the matter with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
against the mutha fukkin wall with these raw lyrics I catapult
None of ya'll got the balls big enough to battle,
I go On & On like Erika Badu
a hundred times nicer than the best there is
twice as African as KRS is, who wanna test this
fukk yall you don't impress me and no one can test me
An Emcee so ill, I got AIDS scared to catch me
All that shyt you poppin will stop, when I put you in a headlock,
and apply pressure until I crush your mutha fukkin noggin
I grab mics and push nikkas to the left
so fast their hearts end up on the right side of their chests
My hypothesis, is that nobody can see this
lyrical genius, I got it sown like a seamstress
But if you want to battle, I'm down,
If you got nine lives, I'll take eight of them off your hands right now
Step up and get your neck cut from ear to ear
If you survive, then you can cover your scar with a beard
I'm the illest from Queens to the new Jerusalem briddikks
anyone who ain't feeling my shidikk can suck my didikk
You need to quit it, if you ain't spitten
more than 50 bars per minute cause you ain't in lyrical fitness
kickin' boring raps with metaphors that's wack
all of ya'll mutha fukkas need NordicTrack
to get ya weight up, fukkin with Canibus you get ate up
get beat down and sprayed up, just for bringing my name up
been rockin longer than nikkas twice my age
back in the days before Bob Marley was rockin a fade
before Honest Abe signed the paper that freed slaves
before Neanderthals was drawing on walls in caves
I existed, in the garden of Eden gettin lifted
stickin dikk to Eve before she was Adams mistress
Before Christ created Christmas, I been in lyrical fitness
The Canibus is spitten till' he's spitless
50 bars of total sickness, you wont forget this
I'm puttin' every wack Emcee alive on my shyt list
verbally vicious, tele-connectically gifted
took you a minute, to exhibit that I'm sick wit it
Now you tell me who you think is damaging shyt
going once, going twice
Sold to that nikka name Canibus
Me and Mr.Cheeks, A-Plus, and Funk Doctor
hopping out the Hue helicopter to suey chop ya
canibus >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>..
fierce enough to pierce the thickest armor
I smack bytches who try to suck dikk through a condom
Playing with the mic is something I wont do
my only concern when I approach you, is to roast you
I smoke you and whoever you standing close to
and make every man in your crew deny that he knows you
defeating, nikkas like Segal Steven,
putting Emcees in, positions to prevent 'em from breathing
I'll make you question any and everything you've ever believed in
by peeping your deepest secrets like psychic readers,
What's the matter with ya'll, I splatter ya'll
against the mutha fukkin wall with these raw lyrics I catapult
None of ya'll got the balls big enough to battle,
I go On & On like Erika Badu
a hundred times nicer than the best there is
twice as African as KRS is, who wanna test this
fukk yall you don't impress me and no one can test me
An Emcee so ill, I got AIDS scared to catch me
All that shyt you poppin will stop, when I put you in a headlock,
and apply pressure until I crush your mutha fukkin noggin
I grab mics and push nikkas to the left
so fast their hearts end up on the right side of their chests
My hypothesis, is that nobody can see this
lyrical genius, I got it sown like a seamstress
But if you want to battle, I'm down,
If you got nine lives, I'll take eight of them off your hands right now
Step up and get your neck cut from ear to ear
If you survive, then you can cover your scar with a beard
I'm the illest from Queens to the new Jerusalem briddikks
anyone who ain't feeling my shidikk can suck my didikk
You need to quit it, if you ain't spitten
more than 50 bars per minute cause you ain't in lyrical fitness
kickin' boring raps with metaphors that's wack
all of ya'll mutha fukkas need NordicTrack
to get ya weight up, fukkin with Canibus you get ate up
get beat down and sprayed up, just for bringing my name up
been rockin longer than nikkas twice my age
back in the days before Bob Marley was rockin a fade
before Honest Abe signed the paper that freed slaves
before Neanderthals was drawing on walls in caves
I existed, in the garden of Eden gettin lifted
stickin dikk to Eve before she was Adams mistress
Before Christ created Christmas, I been in lyrical fitness
The Canibus is spitten till' he's spitless
50 bars of total sickness, you wont forget this
I'm puttin' every wack Emcee alive on my shyt list
verbally vicious, tele-connectically gifted
took you a minute, to exhibit that I'm sick wit it
Now you tell me who you think is damaging shyt
going once, going twice
Sold to that nikka name Canibus
Me and Mr.Cheeks, A-Plus, and Funk Doctor
hopping out the Hue helicopter to suey chop ya
canibus >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>..