Lyrics

[Intro: Canibus] Yeah, yeah, me and my man Com' Sense Rallyin' troops like Joseph Stalin Where you at, yo? [Hook: Common & Canibus] I'm 'bout to make the name Common Sense a name you fear Y'all niggas is scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared And I'ma make the name Canibus a name you fear Y'all niggas is scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware "Catch another sucker duck MC out there" [Verse 1: Common] Yo, yo I can tell by how you write, you the type to run in a fight I hold mics while you hold spite Like a broken-hearted bitch Don't give no fuck who your team or who you started with Cameoed or charted with, I house niggas like apartments with Mic mechanisms, I dissect the rhythm Move crowds with kinetic wisdom It's like a Malcolm X-orcism, fuck the rhythm, I hit 'em I want him got and I get him Auction his wack ass off, then bid him [Verse 2: Canibus] I'm creatin' the ultimate verses with perfect lines Puttin' together the web of my rhyme one thread at a time So you niggas need to stop testin' me Because you know you can't "F" with me Steppin' to me with insuperior weaponry Exposin' yourself to the verbal radiations Sayin' you can defeat me is nothin' but speculation Lyrics unravel faster than bullets travel through barrels Niggas be diggin' my styles like fossils of pterodactyls Who wanna battle?! I'm bad to the bone marrow The Earth got one sun, but I walk with three shadows With Allah, my supernatural bodyguard Niggas couldn't touch me if they gave me a massage MC's who compete with lyrics and beats get crushed I'll hit you in your chest so hard, your shoulders will touch! What?! [Scratching] "Common" "Steppin' to me is like goin' to the county bein' a neutron" "Common" "I ain't scared of no nigga" [Verse 3: Common] Yo, check it I pursue sound fairs, relaxed like Dru Down's hair Other nigga's rhymes are like gang signs, I throw down theirs On knots I landed, players get played like Hamlet Supposedly nice, taken for granted like life I write twice and drop singles in record pools Niggas I'm dunkin' like when cops mingle Fuck hip-hop jingles! Rhymin' big words and not sayin' shit The clique that you came in with, accents you flavor with Like moose, I go to the caves and get niggas off all fours I'm the shit that's uncalled for, the shit that you fall for Far more advanced Than a rapper whose career you could only take a glance Couldn't make the transition from B-boy to C-note stance I stand in a circumference of humbleness But in the Chi rumble, it's mistaken as a weakness When poetry's in motion, like a picture, I'm the main feature Amongst hard-workin' teachers and corrupt preachers I make my livin' off of singles like Latifah In between sheets like reefer with blunted senses You couldn't make a statement if you was from a sentence I'm cold with numb intentions [Scratching] "Fuckin' with Canibus" "Fuckin' with Canibus" "Fuckin' with Canibus" "Fuckin' with Canibus" "Yo, sick with it" [Verse 4: Canibus] Yo, the Canibus is a animal with a mechanical mandible Comin' to damage you, spittin' understandable slang at you I be the all-seein' lyrical, hammerhead shark peripheral With 360 degree visual When the signal is given, MC's get bitten With venom from a poisonous algorithm liable to kill 'em My style will get in 'em, way up in 'em My face don't belong in The Source It belongs on the Shroud of Turin for certain I grab mics and murder shit It's wicked as Satan worshipers goin' to Catholic church services You heard of this new lyrical verbalist slash herbalist The wrath of my cold-blooded verses is merciless Rap snaps, get your ass cracked like bear traps Contaminate your air sacs like tear gas And I swear, black, try to battle me, you won't last I'll turn your ass into 'The Artist Formerly Known As' You gay-ass fag, I'll blow you to ashes with tactics Strip you naked, then make you hug a cactus, you bastard So phat to be a rap star, takin' pictures at music seminars People know who you are Now, I got mad shorties that wanna call me Because they saw me up in The Source, chillin' on page 40 Put this in your CD-ROM — www.canibus.dot.com You can find me on the internet talkin' to chicks That was sweatin' me off the Music Makes Me High remix I be talkin' mad trash, tryin' to get 'em to laugh See, if I click and drag long enough, I'll get the ass Bring it back to the lab on Mount Prospect Ave Let your chicken suck me off and send her home in a cab You know how we do, liquid aluminum like the T2 A Beast from the East Pt. II comin' to see you! [Hook: Common & Canibus] It's time I made the name Common Sense a name y'all fear Y'all niggas is scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared Now, that I made the name Canibus a name you fear You still scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware "Catch another sucker duck MC out there" Since I made the name Common Sense a name y'all fear Y'all niggas is scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared And since I made the name Canibus a name you fear Stay scared, I'm still your worst nightmare squared That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware "Catch another sucker duck MC out there" "Catch another sucker duck MC out there" "Catch another sucker duck MC out there"