Doomsday News - Lyrics - Canibus

(Canibus) Yo, Yo If I had half as many bars in gold, as I had in lyrics when I flowed I'd be the richest man on the globe *** want to know, "Is Canibus gold?" That's a stupid *** question, ***, is Canada cold? By the thousand degrees lower than liquid nitro is Five-thousand degrees hotter than flame-throwers I reflect light, bounce off walls and wreck mics Disconnect your windpipe, by cutting your neck with a knife Rip through, everything from tissues to blood vessels My ninjitsu, kill you with the art of Tenchu I zigzag, zig, crushing the kid With G-forces violent enough to crush your ribs like pilots that fly Russian MIG Coming to punish you pigs Give a *** who you is, ***, Canibus'll get biz From the lowest point on the planet, to Mount Everest I kick the illest ***, spray painting my name across the pyramids The rap terrorist, Professor Emeritus *** forbidden fruit, I was eating *** in Genesis (Canibus) *** y'all *** y'all [Chorus] (Canibus) Yo, Yo Now I said it once, and I'll say it a thousand times I got thousands of rhymes, the rechargeable alkaline kind You want a piece of mind? Fine, we can take it outside Otherwise you're wasting you time, ‘cause I'ma shine, for the one triple-nine *** gambling, damaged they eyes Going blind, trying to keep up with these lyrical lines The type of *** you can't flow behind without a dope rhyme You *** around and get close-lined ‘til you nosedive We can rhyme fair and square or fair in the sphere Any place, anywhere, you *** don't have a prayer ‘Cause Doomsday is near, *** *** is scared They stand and stare as I appear upon a cushion of air With a long white beard flaming, hot enough to sunburn Satan Hotter than white people taking vacations Out in Jamaica, out in the sun-bathing Sun-baking in gamma-ray radiation ‘til they skin color look Cajun Mother *** start ageing, to the point where they faces shrivel up like raisins and they become cancer patients (Canibus) *** y'all *** y'all (Canibus) Yo, Yo, Yo I manipulate the metaphysical power to hold my breath for half an hour Continuously breathing outwards You ain't an emcee, you a coward I make wack rappers lose control of they bladders and *** in trousers Pink *** possum *** play dead, while my heatwaves hit And verbal X-rays evaporate *** Water molecules get transformed to vapours My lyrics turn the Pacific into a dry lakebed Electromagnetic cassettes melt tape decks *** battling space, trying to hold it down, but they can't ‘cause they weightless Amateur swordsmen get stabbed through they face mesh trying to escape death A world where the whole globe will contract Ebola From drinking spring-water darker than Coca-Cola Humans with AIDS, computers with Y2K I rock rhymes counter-clockwise until Doomsday *** y'all, *** y'all, *** y'all