Hydra

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Canibus - Rap

Hydra

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[Verse] I'm from a planet called Xanatos Gambit where I used to be a champion Now I'm just regular old Canibus Your wristband says "Do not resuscitate" Okay, just lay there while I fuck your face 911 emergency facetime decreases the wait time Just be polite to the police and save time 'Cause if you scream over the phone they take your ass to the green zone Where you gon' end up with a tube up your nosе All alone in a concrete room that's so cold You'll bе froze with icicles hanging from your earlobes Eskimo pheromones, I'm like a polar bear getting his hair combed Sittin' on a tropical throne My wolves look like 64 legged spiders with 8 headed hydras Breathing through Canibus breathalyzers brought to you by Pfizer Goliath drop science from the shoulders of giants People quick to despise it and the gods are slow to admire The hunt continues even at night My murder hornets are nocturnal flyers and they bite even in flight We strike, 10-minute warning, zero dark, early in the morning My life is so boring now I'm boarding Stockpiling food, still hoarding, freeze-drying eliminates spoiling If you can swim to the next mooring then I'll meet you in the morning The lifebuoy rope is uncoiling I saved your life, it's heart-warming The big homie José, he smelled like roach spray He used to always say that he missed the old days I used to laugh when he listened to the O'Jays "Muy trabajo," even on slow days His brother named Soza, he fucked with the dope game 'Quiero Comer,' The Scorpion, that was his codename Prepare for game day, every Wednesday is buy propane day The Paypal, Cashapp, Apple Payday They add the virus to the cocktail then stir They believe we are the disease and our death is their cure Our whole life, only our first breath was pure Through the redundant cycle of fear next to occur They break backs to Build Back Stronger But it got so much harder, folks can't toe the line any longer Population corralled To the point, they can only move their bowels like some goddamn bovine cows Medical patients lay there naked, intubated, we lay hands on ventilators Pray for them, but still can't save them I asked shorty why she need a rubber for her strap-on She said to hide her new jawn smell from her last jawn I ain't laugh that hard since Money Talks Or seeing Chris Tucker do that Fifth Element walk Silence! Can never be caught, Benjamin Bulldog to the heart Samuel Jackson from 'Jumper' said Just 'cause you can teleport that don't mean you God, I'ma break you off You gon' take this jab, I'ma make you cough Flatten the back of your head with a tow truck flatbed Grab my Phillips out the tool bag and stab your leg See me, I don't study how rugged you sound I doubled down, jump to the ground, Bus double the rounds Invite me if you want trouble around If I can't muzzle the sound, I find an empty water bottle off the ground My days are numbered but so are yours, you stupid motherfucker You can't escape the spell we're under What's your style? Siberian sambo, skin penetrating nano Go Rambo on that asshole, no cap tho Model bitch ride my cock while I watch Dipset Vz LOX Then after that, we watch brlbrlbrlbrl get mopped I got a gift, I built my own wings to achieve lift My verses are reverse engineered Gullwing kit Brother poetry, sell the beat, sold 3 but didn't know it was me The Infinite Rhyme, I told you it was deep Let these truths be self-evident based off our morphic resonance Seven decimal points to the left again With radiated intelligence, Helium 3 weapon kits unregistered I sound like Jim Fetzer when I spit Robotic, Johnny Pneumonic with inflammable thrombotic Response in my shoulder sockets when I'm popping and locking Step in the mic booth, propulsion system glowing bright blue Described in the Bible, turn into a giant Kaiju Taking commands from space force flight crew I was Japanese in '92, they called me Tiny Timbuktu Sky hero drones, no wires, push-button broken appliance You didn't know your warranty was expired? Gorilla gardening with long-forgotten techniques of Phoenician farming And I'm only charging 1 crypto farthing Laughing so hard I can't stop farting, so charming it's alarming The brother Tommy and Steve Harvey in the morning They was calling, I told 'em I ain't donating no organs Goddamnit, you better get off my phone, I'm done talking

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  • Canibus