Текст песни Canibus - Box Cutter
Canibus - Box Cutter слова песни
{*helicopter flying, pilot talking*}Record industry`s most wanted: "Rip the Jacker"Wanted for the `98 slayings of several rappersOne of which went on to be a successful actorHere`s the re-enactment: He called me at my man`s cribThe phone probably rang two times, then I answeredHe sounded really amped up, he tried to scare meHe told me that Def Jam wanted to ban meAnd told me Trace at the label wanted to bang meDamn I wanted to get in her panties, she was scared of meCanibus hates the media and the magazinesThey add so much credibility to elaborate schemesInternet chatrooms with live feedsof a rapper bein eatin alive by live beesSound barriers like the Lockheed, even with knock-kneesI run across rough terrain at mach speedThat`s a rhyme from like 9-3As vivid in the mind, as pictures with 600 DPI`s to a sheetIf i`m high when I speak the knowledge is deepSolid as concrete, this is real hip-hop for the streetsI never leave any witnesses, it`s ridiculousThey served me court papers in the studio I did this inMissin from society, because they lied to meThey didn`t want to accept my doctrine of societyI studied with hundreds of scientists and science teamsAt various Ivy Leagues, they respect my esteemWhat do you want me to rap about? Go ahead try a themeGimme a person, place, or thing - I`ll create the time and sceneSomewhere in Afghanistan, U.S.A survival teamsKeep a eye on their surroundings in the Jihad RegimeA total riot scene, back and forth they encrypt fiber optic beamsOn my album out next springYou motherfuckin right nigga I`m about that creamI promised my self I wouldnt shoot it without that sceneIt doesn`t look right like Cash Money without that blingSiblings, I mean we all got the same last nameJermaine Williams, that`s my nameSay it again Jermaine Williams, dangggI think he goes by the name of the Canibus ManAnd occasionally Rip the Jacker but never StanGet it through your head and don`t ask me againBox cutter, blade runner nigga rap `til you sweatHave you ever read the book called "The Catcher in The Rye"?It so happens I`m looking for a copy I could buyCanibus is comin for y`all round the outsideRound the outside, round the outsideA lotta y`all shine, but y`all can`t rhymeAnd it`s about time that I put y`all in lineTwist your mind with twisted rhymesAs weird as Michael Jackson`s nose from the sideFlows that`ll buy the quite bow for the timesNo need to hide your friends are all associates of mineDont be a stranger come over some timeI got coke if you do lines, you get a Rover to driveIf you hear the engine knockin, just pull over to the sideI guess it hasn`t been serviced in all this timeHalloween: True Hollywood Stories release dateWe should have a "Who Wants to Battle Canibus?" sweepstakesAnd limit it to three states; New York City: home of the greatsPhilly and out West, piece-a-cakeOld school rappers, I wouldn`t be around withoutain`t got shit to say but keep puttin albums outDon`t let what I said get you upsetBox cutter, blade runner nigga rap `til you sweat...