I stand outside the gates of Buckingham Palace sellin' reefer Puffin' the chalice with the Beefeaters Gettin' so high that whenever I drop shit It'll land on the window of your airplane cockpit Canibus with the hot shit, crazy hot clique Niggas is bloody idiots thinkin' they can stop this I'll increase my strength to a superhuman extent Nigga, your rhyme ain't worth six pence And if you can hear, smell, see, touch and taste Then you don't need six senses to feel me punch you in the face From Brixton to Clapham Common My lyrics invade Europe like Joseph Stalin and murder niggas for rhymin' Spittin' fire with gasoline for saliva As drunk as Lady Diana's driver with reporters behind her Alcohol in the hands of a minor I got you panickin' like bombs with 30 second timers Clear the building, evacuate women and children Fuck what you feelin', nigga, I came here to kill 'em Straight shittin' from New York to Great Britain And when we do shows, we make the Queen pay admission What?! Canibus, Canibus Prepare for the worst, this next verse is the face of death Me without lyrics is like a porn flick without sex Illmatic, my lyrical skills are Jurassic With more flavor than Skittles when I'm digitally mastered I go off like a cannon and blow up the planet With No Fear like them clothes white boys be wearin' I'm tougher than denim, lethal like venomous snake bites The marijuana makes my eyes bright red like brake lights There ain't a party I couldn't rock, believe that There ain't a microphone brave enough to give me feedback I'm strong, my word is Bond like James Niggas be tryna test but they weak like seven days MCs run away when I kick it They act so chicken, they should come with a large drink and a biscuit My style's radioactive, massive, atomic I plan to push the Earth in front of Halley's Comet Breakin' the facts of life down like Tootie I'm raw like sushi, with more Vocab than three fuckin' Fugees So recognize or be hospitalized 'Cause lyrically on a scale of one to ten, I'm twenty-five Canibus, Canibus Yo! Yo! A little bit of weed and some Hennessy Got me ready to set it with kinetic energy See, I need much more energy than my enemies If I wanna make more Bills than Bellamy So I could be on MTV With women constantly tellin' me I resemble Billy Dee I make fly rhymes to get my name on the scene Then when I'm on the scene, I do shows to get the green Then I take the green, buy a automobile machine For that thing on page 43 in Jet Magazine Canibus is the ultimate executioner's dream Swingin' the guillotine 'Cause whenever the head is severed from the human body with a sharp enough weapon The brain remains conscious for ten seconds Long enough for me to give you one last message And when you get to Hell you can tell Lucifer I said it Don't ever get it confused Fuckin' with Canibus the human Rubik's Cube like you got somethin' to prove Yo, whoever grabs the mic after me'll get booed Get everything in the club thrown at you and your crew From Moet bottles to bar stools, fruits and foods You got a album out? You get hit with your CD, too Runnin' outside cryin', lyin', denyin' That you ain't The Gay Rapper, but you got fucked by him What's the difference? Y'all niggas still ain't in lyrical fitness Too busy mixin' your bidness with your bitches While I be in the lab composin' forbidden scriptures So wicked, I got Satan ejaculatin' on his fingers Like Dirk Diggler in the middle of Boogie Nights Sniffin' white, livin' the hype, he ruined his life But I'm an MC of a different type, yeah, that's right! Make sure your shit is tight or I'ma snatch your mic, nigga Canibus, Canibus