Black Steven Speaks

[Verse 2: Canibus] I choke ghosts from my past with a rope made of ether 9 gas Then I let the evil times pass It's clear and only natural that niggas come at you to trap you But they will put your assassin in shackles If you seek revenge, dig many graves Cause you will be betrayed a different number of ways Many days are spent plotting and planning your revenge But let me tell you how it's gonna end, son Cold and lonely, dying slowly Listening to oldies but ain't got no homies Predatorial instincts, territorial animalistics Some spirits are dark and twisted We all rise and decline above or below that line And continue to either climb or dive Killer bee collective mind back at the hive Sting you a million times just for acting all shy Get booted up, move up, Fallujah Sharpshooter Cougars chasing pumas, justice is juicing guts The mortars shell loosen you up, you so stiff you stuck Shut the... before I put you in the trunk Fifty minutes of funk, I lock, load and dunk Get some, that's how you get revenge you little punk But revenge is not what Canibus want Canibus love Hip Hop, Canibus is done