[Intro]

Dear god, say it ain't so

Yeah, it's so that's right

Papoose and Canibus collaboration

Yo, Canibus, set it off, man, let's go!

[Verse 1: Canibus]

Jesus Christ, my name should be G-Bus Mic

Even when I rip this shit fans leave up tight

Can-I-Bus, spit is in my blood, I'm blessed

Outside the bones, but inside the flesh

And yes, if I was focused I could crush you

'Cause you sayin' you focused, then how come I can still touch you?

I crush you, then spit some young buck shit at you

'Cause I still got the heart to go bust me a head or two

[Verse 2: Papoose]

I could rhyme with the best and the worst of them

From the second to first of em'

All the rest of em', I'm certain

I'm disrespectin' them, hurtin' them

I'm injectin a verse in them

Mis complexion is worsening

Whats expectin, I'm burnin em'

Take the flesh and the earth of em'

My profession is cursin them

Gettin higher than turbulence

Force bang, soul train

Resurrection and further son

Representin the burnerson

Hit the rest of his nervous men

Brooklyn up, Hook em' up

Disconnected and murdered him

[Verse 3: Canibus]

The perfect music machine, mechanical being

The most lyrical digital stream, the world has ever seen

I did, I do, I does, I am a real B

I was the same nigga you love

But slugs rain from the sky

It's like the angels want me to die

They push me harder 'cause they want me to try

A pit bull off the leash, barkin' speech

Like a bull in a pit that can't walk or eat

[Verse 4: Papoose]

Tell the king, I'm the castles boss

Keep your eyes on the path you cross

I have you bought, no matter the cash you cost

Run in your bathroom and blast you off

You couldn't stop the lead showers

If you washed with a gat proofed cloth

The mafia be thinkin' Black's too soft

That's why I'm quick to catch 'em eat spaghetti

Make them bleed ragu sauce

Better pocket the cash you lost

'Cause, yo, I'll put the infrared to your nose

And have niggas callin' you Rudolph

[Verse 5: Canibus]

I feel like the worlds mine, I can park in the street

Kick the worlds illest rhyme, police officers is weak

People layin on concrete exhausted from heat

Watchin' John Kerry spit over some Michael Moore beats

This is a little something that my repertoire boasts

I almost was in control of all coasts

I get a fan, rhymes they quote they all dope

Told them lyrical landslide, gimme all folks

[Verse 6: Papoose]

Street philosophy, I was the first nigga to speak it logically

Keep a policy, bring it out of me

Street's are poverty

Yo I turn you into a vegetable and eat your broccoli for mockin' me

After robbin', we repeat the robbery

My life is like a puzzle, don't even think of solvin' me

Presidents like democracy, tryna get richer than three economies

Calm and collected, if you bring out the other side of me

I'll leave you bodily weak and wobbly

[Verse 7: Canibus]

But I can be as quiet as they want me to be

Cuz even though they say my name they ain't talkin to me

They talk to magazines, they talk to mtv

They up in 106 and bet talkin to free

Big niggas actin tough

But they walk like their ankles is cuffed

Who gives a fuck if your ankles is buff?

I could articulate, I want to participate

Cuz you can't hold me back with plaque goin number eight

[Verse 8: Papoose]

These backstabbers tryna bring death to pap

I still got my life, so you got a deathless trap

Mad 'cause his pinkie ring in his necklace match

His ring so wide he could put a ref in that

And who said a rapper goin neck to neck with Pap

Next time you bobbin to my song, hope your neck jus snap

I eat em' with my wreckless rap

When slay introduce me to rappers he say

Here, this is breakfast, Pap

[Verse 9: Canibus]

I pick the microphone up and sparked the debate

Ever since '98, I been a target for hate

Jesus Christ, my name should be G-Bus Mic

Even when I rip this shit fans leave up tight

Fuck it I'm in the middle of Little Italy

With a middle man that didn't know diddly

So I killed him lyrically

The Big Pun energy enters me, strengthens me

Lay you on the floor shoot you in the back

Make you centipede

My center speed is ten over three

MC times kayslay over the motherfuckin' MP

My fan base sit and wait for the coming

They couldn't follow the leader long enough so I..

[Verse 10: Papoose]

I bang with a naughty silencer

Assassinatin' your corny character

You cop nicks, I got more black then early Africa

Shorty nice, short hungry, shorty wildin', huh?

Tell that little bastard I'll feed 'em the forty caliber

Your bars is Rikers Island bars, I'm early Attica

Bring it to all these scavengers

I come from the realist city

Where niggas put red bull in they henny

You don't got love for the person you send to stick me

Soon as your man try grip the semi

I'ma hit em' between the "eyes" like the 'S' in Mississippi

Tot' the pretty semi through any city

I'm really gritty, plus I'm pretty wity

Spit plenty bidney, on plenty hiteys

Spent the pretty penny, on plenty remy

You pity-pity dudes itty bity

I'm illy willy you shitty smitty

Yous a silly billy, smoke plenty phillies

Tot' 50-50's, heard you gon' stick me

Here kitty kitty, come get me get me

Shoot the chitty-chitty bang bang, really through any city

Fuck with many many, men want really I split his kidney

Get insey, don't piss me, hit me, your wrist be shakin risky

Actin' frisky, Guinea piggies frisk me you better clip me

I get busy when it come to the flizzey, I get you dizzy

Papoose carry the Milli without Vanilli