Canibus - Cenior Studies 02 lyrics

[Canibus]

Yo the artists come and go

So does the show

So does the dough

Nothin lasts forever you know

It's all about experience and what you take from it

What you learn in the process

What you make of it

Number two in the world at the top of the summit, I love it

Shoulda packed a parachute for the plummet

Now I'm opening these clips crawlin through mud pits

With guns and hundreds of clips

On uncle Sam's budget

Hundred rifles itself

Handcuff Bert Renolds to Jim Brown and escape with Raquel Welsh

Isn't my queen lovely

Feed her rum of rays and ice cream

Shower her with diamond rings and money

23 hours a day I study

Dreamin about beautiful women

I hate you gay teletubies

Dreams keep my alive

You can't take em from me

The battlefield is bloody

Me and a ugly

My adrenaline rushes when the enemy rushes

Tryin to bust me cuz I swore I'd defend my country

If I could choose between being lucky and having money

Nothing negative could ever touch me

What must be is ultimately not up to me

But I sacrifice my life for yours if you trust me

Pin my medals upon my chest

So I could left-right-left in a certain death

God's speed and God bless

In the end I hope God has progressed

If I'm put to rest

I did what I came to do

Nothin left

Say my name out the blue cuz I rhyme it the best

Mic club dot net see me live in the flesh

You could come and download every rhyme that I spit

You could pay homage to Rip

For one dollar a clip

None of those rhymes is on the album bitch

It's a storage facility where I keep my shit

For the students in class that wanna peep my shit

Break a bootlegger's leg if he leak my shit

You don't wanna sign him bitch then eat my shit

Drink my piss

You could never compete like this

I'mma give you an example of how deep I get

Technology not available for purchase

My brains collects, stores and converts million bar verses

At a stand-off distance of a thousand feet

I illuminate the target and pound em to sleep

To within one micro-inch if you out in the street

I could close my ears and still move my mouth to the beat

Dial-up to your network and make your files to leak

Count to three

Listen to your browser beat

Too late foot already stepped in the feces

Dr. Norton's too sick to help your PCs

Virtually I make virtual memory freeze

With a weapon of mass destruction to double your MD's

I'm a TMC trouble of MCs

Destroy callities for your CAVs

I send no less than 20 18s

Wipe you out before I even get to the beach

With my Trans atmospheric space based mirrors

Can you write that out without typographical errors?

Dumb fucks I'm the best ever whatever

Divide 18 by 6 you get the third letter

>From the lowest earth orbit up to the heavens

I bomb y'all lyrics of flesh shedder and petters forever

As a spitter I'm still tougher than leather

I had to go underground to get over the pressure

Battle rap from the renaissance multi-mega wide

Bury you beneath the bedrock on the bed of rocks

I could never get bored I write huggly versus verbal force

Fuck writing killer chorus

Cope and haven curriculum of metaphors

Everything from Bob Marley to Tevor's sall

The system of a down song number 14

I see aerials in the sky when I dream

The end is near I wish it would hurry up

I feel nano-bacteria burning me up

Before I explain in detail

You should examine the mars mineral samples under my nails

Sometimes I wonder who's listening

The auditory pavlovian conditioning so sickening

My attomy and guanine cyber scene and thiamine is really what makes my rhyme supreme

Soon as I hear the beat bada-bing

You gotta think, a hundred bars

Damn that's a lot of ink

Imagine all of my albums would be out of print

There would be a clone for every style I invent

For every line I rhyme intense

For all the time I spent

Every word I spit since nine six

If you could input at one hundred

I could output way above it

If we in public I double it

Put this on your study list and go study bitch

Basically quoting Hammer you can't touch this

I'm too assertive and alert for what its worth

My best piece of work is still yearning to be birthed

Class Dismissed

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