CANIBUS!!!!!!!

[Intro: Canibus]
Coiled, ready to strike!
Ready to the left, ready to the right
I got the green light...
The lyrical is instinctual, try to keep up with the visuals
This was specifically written for you

[Verse 1: Canibus]
Self-examination, practice, patience
Like the policy payments of a hospital patient
This is Hip Hop's nature
Germaine is a supervising trainer, barrel roll bars like a swamp gator
Two seconds later get ate up by something you can't escape from
The homicidal rhymes that your mind made up
The agoraphobic poet, hip-hop Mandelbrot hocus pocus
He's a maniac, you've always known this!
I smash mics like they made from graphite
Grab the pad and write while I talk to the lab mice
Stuttering fools mumbling something that means nothing to you
I huff and puff and blow down the booth
They say, "Spit it out Bis!", but don't like the rhymes I come out with
The lyrics are fibromyalgic
Spit like a beast then I spiritual fast for two weeks
With a new catalogue of beats
The eyeball of Odin recording every movement and moment
Measuring your body temperature and voltage
Third Eye growing
The rhyme is a pine cone poem identified as a thunderstorm