Show N' Prove

(Canibus_ Not you burnt out yet? Aye, let's work up a sweat Canibus ain't even finished with his verse yet Let's be pragmatic, you're a sociopathic rap addict Probably the best fashion if you have it Diarrhoea in the vocal booth, this nigga don't know what to do The only one he open up to is you I said I write a hundred rhymes, he said he wrote one rhyme a hundred times But it never sound tougher than mines Spit a rhyme like Nasty Nas Like Jaheim, Jadakiss to Jay-Z when he was on Jive When Wolf died I was with Busta Rhymes So much time passed I just can't adjust all the time Here is the bread, here is the blood There are fifty thugs in the room here's what we done Crashed the mothership, the brothers of the UnderGods recovered it Do you prefer public or private punishment, motherfucker