Punch - 100 Bars lyrics

[Intro: Canibus] Yeah! That's the beat right there I'm about to black out with 100 bars on some professional sh** So don't try this at home, yo Yo, yo, yo [Verse: Canibus] My style of rhymin' is ancient like Aztecs and Mayans Because I recognize it's all about timing Me and my freestyle alliance practicin' African voodoo science In front of twenty feet bonfires lookin skyward Calculating May 5, 2000 the 9 planets'll be in alignment The arrival of the prophet in the co*kpit Of a starship the size of the Hale-Bopp comet With mercury ion rockets And a big a** "Canibus Comin' Soon" poster on the side of it I'm known geographically and intergalactically That's why I got extraterrestrials that wanna battle me They even tried kidnappin' me and they would've snatched me If their craft didn't get trapped in the Earth's gravity Engines stalled and failed, crashed into a farmer's field And that's really what caused Roswell Undercover operatives workin' for COM 12 Disguised as a n***a, signed with a record deal Lyrically I'm off-scale So all hail or get tossed towards Hell, whatever y'all feel Briusin' n***as, confusin' n***as like Chip Fu from the Fu-Schnickens Hit you with nuclear cruiser missiles Hear the wild wolf growl Styles stockpiled for miles from the ground to the clouds Wack n***as wanna be down but it's not allowed Interrupt the cipher unannounced and you'll get punched in the mouth With the southpaw southern fist I'll bust your sh**, swell your lip bigger than Bubba shrimp For acting tough and sh**, what a wimp You giant Goliath, n***as get shot with a rubber sling I'm an experiment gone bad My brainwaves on an encephalograph show that I'm stark ravin' mad Your whole scientific staff'll get k**ed in a nuclear blast When I throw the florence flask in my hand Flammable liquids in the lab explode And you get stabbed with all the flyin' gla** Trained to blow up commercial aircrafts Trained in chemical weapons cla** Just to see how long a n***a's breath'll last I put him in a leather mask Spray his a** with a can of pepper gas Then watch him grab his neck and gag Watch the n***a choke to d**h as I laugh "You wanna battle?" is the type of question you should never ask n***a, pick a tougher task, see who the f**'ll last Whoever lose'll get a solderin' iron up the a** You need to recognize My hand is quicker than the eye Quicker than the five speed Jamiroquai drives A lifespan longer than nine lives, infinite rhymes that can't die A n***a with a divine mind I dedicate this to the wise, dedicate it to dimes Dividin myself into hundred ten times You can't deny the offerin's I offer Flows that glow with auroras that sparkle like water Fly like a saucer with the torque of a Porsche Murder a million MC's, then autograph all of their coffins Been gettin it on since I been born and I'mma live long And I'mma be gettin it on 'till I'm gone Look at all the stages I been on, all the songs that I spit on I took an oath to rip everything I get on A n***a like me should have Carpal Tunnel syndrome In the wristbones from gripping microphones this long I'm just a small fish in a big pond And gets pissed off, whenever I gets picked on n***a try to flip and get flipped on My army march a million strong Like the Nation of Islam with suede Timbs on Extremely hostile Fully armed troops dressed in frog suits and night vision goggles A lyrical lynch mob sh**tin' on n***as drawn to a hideous form with horns and a mink on Duckin' down low like we in 'Nam fightin' the Viet Cong Screamin "incomin" when I see a bomb Speak to your leader, surrender your arms You need about a million more soldiers to even the odds Plus 800,000 to even consider a war And 200,000 more to even look hard You better drop your flag and withdraw My cavalry charge accompanied by a blizzard of wicked metaphors And smash y'all, attach y'all to the back of my horse And drag y'all across the motherf**in' asphalt Nine out of ten n***as is frauds You know who you are always talkin' about your b**hes and your cars Your j**elry and your girls, it's like we from two different worlds You motherf**ers really get on my nerves Cause I'm beyond them, on some futuristic cyborg sh** I close my eyes when I freestyle, so I could read what prints across them Then raise my arms like a sorcerer and cast a fireball into the audience To barbecue your brain organs You feel like you've been thrown in a microwave oven I flame broil s**ers and hit 'em with some more sh** The raw sh**. Call my reinforcements, the four horsemen Take a big piece of chalk and draw a line across the stage pulpit I dare a motherf**er to cross it I'll even call my man Black Rob at two in the mornin' Tell him it's important, tell him to call Sting three way and sing a chorus Break your camcorders, so you motherf**ers can't record it Call the news, I'll k** your reporters Start a lawsuit, I'll k** your lawyers f** the soft sh** and f** what y'all think My album's gold cause my album was the bomb sh** Y'all n***as got your a** beat, cause you asked for it Got your picture taken and put in a tabloid Cause you a man and you like to touch little boys You f** 'em in the a**, then you give 'em cash for it That's some sick sh** homeboy A hundred years ago they'd have took you to see Sigmund Freud You fraudulent, feminine, fragile as a feather is With an effortless blow, I'll crack your whole skeleton You think you're better than Canibus, where's the evidence? You got below average intelligence and poor penmanship You need to shut the f** up, cause your breath stink Take fifty cents and purchase a pack of peppermints Battlin' me, you never win You thought you was the only n***a, that could sneak a weapon in n***a guess again Cause after I'm finished wreckin' this sh** I'm a drink a whole bottle of Henney and go f** a lesbian