HRSHU Attack

[Canibus] You need to stop worshipping that Evil And you better stop swearing on your people You Hollywood, hip-hop don't need you You sold your ass so hip-hop don't believe you You ain't proven I don't know who the fuck you think you're foolin' [Canibus] What are you, a lyrical bodyguard Starstruck over the bodies you guard? With pajamas on What the fuck you rhyming for? Fee fi fo fum, the 40-ton dinosaur with smoky lungs Nigga where you know me from? Thoroughbred hip-hop head Hip-hop ain't shit without knowin' a [?] That's what the gods said I smoke polly green, turn into Charlie Sheen Fuck the honor roll if hip-hop don't wanna honor me Fuck off the deep end, gimme the beat man I'm 12 albums deep, you just getting your feet wet Beast from the East, bitch, never been beat yet You can't afford war without beats and respect Listen, I don't want to rub it in You acting like that's your husband But this is mutual assured destruction Look up, you see the space in the stars? Don't create a facade, your arms are too short to wave at God The lunar base god, in a rate beyond space PARCS I was sent to the planet Earth to to "examinate" bars To "determinate" whatever contaminates Lyrical Law I'm like [?] bitch, in a space war with J-Rod I don't have to play the race card I just grab the eight card, aim at your jaw, tear your face off First thing in the morning, treat it like a day job Mixing Johnny Walker with napalm I hold your nose and make you open mouth and say "Aahh" The hip-hop H bomb, say something, I can't wait to respond! Word up in your dressing room like Raekwon You act hard when the videotape's on Because you hate to be wrong Well let me tell you something, nigga, this is Lyrical Law A spiritual bomb that could cause physical harm With a beef, nah, you act like a miserable broad A 360 deal means you getting circled by a shark, boy Better beg your pardon, turn into a Horseman and slaughter him I'm an Undergod, you're too overconfident So stop talking, nigga, cause you could all get it W-A-R, nigga, I'm raw with it Don't let the alcohol fuck with your soft vision I'll knock you out of the park, nigga, long distance I wrote this rhyme in five minutes I'm like ten Ghostface Killahs in twenty-five disses So fuck with this if you want to, nigga I'm bomb proof It's like you on Twitter with no one to talk to Bust this rhyme 59 times with a horseshoe It's on you nigga, don't say I didn't warn you Never had enough rhymes to fuck with mine You know what they calling you right? Moist the 5'9" You souped up because you got signed You getting so much shine you going fucking blind [Beat stops] [Canibus] Hey yo, 5-9 [New beat starts] [Canibus] You must be out your rabbit-ass mind Huh? For real or what? I'm finna get some Ya'll niggas lined up Before I [?] and show you what it is I'ma show you why they kicked me out of the biz Them niggas ain't trying to let me live I ain't gonna end up like Pac, you dig Without a fight you understand me? Fuck ya'll niggas Fully automatic trigger mechanism You know my name nigga -- WHAT? When I say "Bust" it going to hit you UP! Cash money, nigga Ain't a Goddamn thing funny, nigga You heard? Fuck the battle We ransacked two Shady castles [Beat stops, acapella] [Canibus] Get outside, get your ass in the saddle! Just slaughtered, alphabeted like Papoose What you drinking? That look like whack juice! Come at you! Your rap group versus my rap group! Cross sabers, spurs and black boots Duck, duck soup, nigga, get at you Don't take yourself too serious, man It's only hip-hop alright nigga? Peace!