[Verse 1: Canibus]
Yo, n***as is phony, fronting like they're Master of Ceremonies
None of you suckers are even remotely close to me
To be nice, I sacrifice things like no sleep
I keep a library of lyrics on microfiche
Creating concepts so deep, n***as quote me
They rewind then interpret my rhymes to they're homies
I've advanced beyond your flows eons ago
It's inevitable in '98 I'ma blow
Ever since '84, I've been in it to win it
But see back then we used to battle by spinning on the cement
You can't even absorb the rhymes I record
Or resolve the deep laws of the physics involved
I travel to the end of the Universe and beyond
Parsecs out of range from a cellular StarTec
From the galaxy of Andromeda
I puzzle n***as like crop circles and other unexplained phenomena

[Hook: Canibus]
Ayo, nine out of ten of these rap artists is garbage
*Get retarded*
You spineless, rhymeless, n***as is heartless
*Get retarded*
Ayo, I came to see that hip hop is never tarnished
*Get retarded*
So I...