[Intro: Canibus]

Yeah, yeah, me and my man Com' Sense

Rallyin' troops like Joseph Stalin

Where you at, yo?

[Hook: Common & Canibus]

I'm 'bout to make the name Common Sense a name you fear

Y'all niggas is scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared

And I'ma make the name Canibus a name you fear

Y'all niggas is scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared

That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware

"Catch another sucker duck MC out there"

[Verse 1: Common]

Yo, yo

I can tell by how you write, you the type to run in a fight

I hold mics while you hold spite

Like a broken-hearted bitch

Don't give no fuck who your team or who you started with

Cameoed or charted with, I house niggas like apartments with

Mic mechanisms, I dissect the rhythm

Move crowds with kinetic wisdom

It's like a Malcolm X-orcism, fuck the rhythm, I hit 'em

I want him got and I get him

Auction his wack ass off, then bid him

[Verse 2: Canibus]

I'm creatin' the ultimate verses with perfect lines

Puttin' together the web of my rhyme one thread at a time

So you niggas need to stop testin' me

Because you know you can't "F" with me

Steppin' to me with insuperior weaponry

Exposin' yourself to the verbal radiations

Sayin' you can defeat me is nothin' but speculation

Lyrics unravel faster than bullets travel through barrels

Niggas be diggin' my styles like fossils of pterodactyls

Who wanna battle?! I'm bad to the bone marrow

The Earth got one sun, but I walk with three shadows

With Allah, my supernatural bodyguard

Niggas couldn't touch me if they gave me a massage

MC's who compete with lyrics and beats get crushed

I'll hit you in your chest so hard, your shoulders will touch!

What?!

[Scratching]

"Common"

"Steppin' to me is like goin' to the county bein' a neutron"

"Common"

"I ain't scared of no nigga"

[Verse 3: Common]

Yo, check it

I pursue sound fairs, relaxed like Dru Down's hair

Other nigga's rhymes are like gang signs, I throw down theirs

On knots I landed, players get played like Hamlet

Supposedly nice, taken for granted like life

I write twice and drop singles in record pools

Niggas I'm dunkin' like when cops mingle

Fuck hip-hop jingles! Rhymin' big words and not sayin' shit

The clique that you came in with, accents you flavor with

Like moose, I go to the caves and get niggas off all fours

I'm the shit that's uncalled for, the shit that you fall for

Far more advanced

Than a rapper whose career you could only take a glance

Couldn't make the transition from B-boy to C-note stance

I stand in a circumference of humbleness

But in the Chi rumble, it's mistaken as a weakness

When poetry's in motion, like a picture, I'm the main feature

Amongst hard-workin' teachers and corrupt preachers

I make my livin' off of singles like Latifah

In between sheets like reefer with blunted senses

You couldn't make a statement if you was from a sentence

I'm cold with numb intentions

[Scratching]

"Fuckin' with Canibus"

"Fuckin' with Canibus"

"Fuckin' with Canibus"

"Fuckin' with Canibus"

"Yo, sick with it"

[Verse 4: Canibus]

Yo, the Canibus is a animal with a mechanical mandible

Comin' to damage you, spittin' understandable slang at you

I be the all-seein' lyrical, hammerhead shark peripheral

With 360 degree visual

When the signal is given, MC's get bitten

With venom from a poisonous algorithm liable to kill 'em

My style will get in 'em, way up in 'em

My face don't belong in The Source

It belongs on the Shroud of Turin for certain

I grab mics and murder shit

It's wicked as Satan worshipers goin' to Catholic church services

You heard of this new lyrical verbalist slash herbalist

The wrath of my cold-blooded verses is merciless

Rap snaps, get your ass cracked like bear traps

Contaminate your air sacs like tear gas

And I swear, black, try to battle me, you won't last

I'll turn your ass into 'The Artist Formerly Known As'

You gay-ass fag, I'll blow you to ashes with tactics

Strip you naked, then make you hug a cactus, you bastard

So phat to be a rap star, takin' pictures at music seminars

People know who you are

Now, I got mad shorties that wanna call me

Because they saw me up in The Source, chillin' on page 40

Put this in your CD-ROM — www.canibus.dot.com

You can find me on the internet talkin' to chicks

That was sweatin' me off the Music Makes Me High remix

I be talkin' mad trash, tryin' to get 'em to laugh

See, if I click and drag long enough, I'll get the ass

Bring it back to the lab on Mount Prospect Ave

Let your chicken suck me off and send her home in a cab

You know how we do, liquid aluminum like the T2

A Beast from the East Pt. II comin' to see you!

[Hook: Common & Canibus]

It's time I made the name Common Sense a name y'all fear

Y'all niggas is scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared

Now, that I made the name Canibus a name you fear

You still scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared

That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware

"Catch another sucker duck MC out there"

Since I made the name Common Sense a name y'all fear

Y'all niggas is scared, I'm your worst nightmare squared

And since I made the name Canibus a name you fear

Stay scared, I'm still your worst nightmare squared

That's double for niggas who ain't mathematically aware

"Catch another sucker duck MC out there"

"Catch another sucker duck MC out there"

"Catch another sucker duck MC out there"