Yo,I speak in frequencies dogs would have trouble hearinCanibus is the lyrical version of German engineerinRaw metaphors keep you high fa monthsFly around the earth twice witout refuelin onceAin’t too many categories I can fit inWhen it come to spittinCuz I’m overqualified fa tha positionThe lazer guided lyrical hybridCreatin scripts so sick,I gotta arm wrestle my pen to write itDon’t get excitedCuz if I ever catch one of you wanna-be’s bitinWe’re gonna be fist fightinSo muthafuckaz whatchu want?I got the shotgun pumpedYou feel like a frog nigga, then jumpI posess the lyrical ammo to battleAnd rip any one of you warm blooded mammals to shablesI make examples of you and eat a mouth fulla ya crewThe typa emcee you can’t out-doi’ll battle you on the netI’ll battle you in the fleshI’ll battle you over the phone you can call me collectI’ll battle you for the respectI’ll battle you over a blank checkI’ll battle you wit a gun to my neckI’ll battle you standin over the toilet wit my dick outi’ll battle you jugglin a hand grenade wit da pin outIn a stolen car wit da fin numba ripped outDrinkin a Guiness Stout doin a 360 spinoutI stay richeous like FarrahkanPuffin on the MarijuanYou understand where I’m comin from?You numba 1 and i’m negative 2Basically nigga that means I’m STILL betta than youBasic mathematic and verbal mechanics of rhyminBehold’I crush a peice of coal and create a diamondOn the microphoneI’m sicker than those who’ve Acquired Immune Difficiency SyndromeAnd every word I utter fa hip-hop lovasWill reflect forever like 2 mirrors facing