[Intro: Canibus]
(DJ do it all!)
Hold up
Set in the salt for my n***a Agent
Killa Sha on the front line
Two five shine style

[Pre-Hook: Canibus]
Nobody move, nobody get laced
Fuckin' with Canibus Big Pun and Khadafi
Nobody move, nobody get laced
Fucking with Killa Sha, Big Pun and Khadafi
What!

[Verse 1: Big Pun]
Brace yourself before you get yourself laced
Fucking with the spic piece of shit Scarface
Tony Mon, rolling with Joey the only don
Cartagena, cock the nina, it's on
Enter my world of doom, consume fear and feel the panic
I ram a lightning bolt between the Earth and the Moon and curl the planets
I'm [?] with lyrics spannin' for galaxies
Battle me, mathematically, I'm givin' your wisdom a cavity
Rapidly flowing, controlling thе time, step over thе line
I'm blowing your mind with just a flow and a rhyme
I'm Hogan in his prime, too strong and fast
You can bomb and blast, come on, you'll still be on your ass
I'm satisfaction guaranteed, you're fiction like Quentin Tarantin'
Kickin' your baddest dreams, shit you haven't seen
I have to be perfectly honest
We should have an anniversary to acknowledge the way I work through Ebonics
I verbally vomit on rappers/n***as that try to kid us with garbage lyrics
My style delivers outside The Outer Limits
I'm like the pyramids 'cause every point is precise
Now you know me for life, 4 pound Cuban flooded with ice
[Chorus: Canibus]
Brace yourself before you get yourself laced
Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface
We represent a cold race, thugs full of hate
Enemies of the state locked behind gates
Brace yourself before you get yourself laced
Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface
We represent a cold race, thugs full of hate
Enemies of the state locked behind gates

[Verse 2: Canibus]
The first n***a that move get laced like shoes
As an example so the second n***a knows what I do
Where I'm from, we don't give a fuck about rules, we grimy
​​"You think I'd kill two kids and a woman?" - aight motherfucker try me
I'm one of the worst Scarfaces reincarnated
That carving your name in the pavement shit is outdated
I go to Mount Rushmore with high powered lasers
Replace all 4 of them faces with 4 facelifts
One at a time until they all look like mine
A new and improved design for the 1 triple 9
A better n***a with better lyrics and better rhymes
Ahead of my time I'll even put my life on the line
While you in the studio writing your rhyme
I'll run up in it with a hydrogen bomb singing the sacred psalm
[Chant]
And then I'll blow us all to Hell in the name of Allah
[Chorus: Canibus]
Brace yourself before you get yourself laced
Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface
We represent a cold race, thugs full of hate
Enemies of the state locked behind gates
Brace yourself before you get yourself laced
Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface
We represent a cold race, thugs full of hate
Enemies of the state locked behind gates

[Verse 3: Tragedy Khadafi]
You ain't a thug, screaming at the sight of your own blood
I'll run up in the spot and take everything you love
Masked and gloved it, the way we dubbed it you loved it
Lost like an innocent child soon as the slug hit
Thug shit, wild like Geronimo Pratt
I'll disarm you and stand right in front of your gat
Yo for real though n***as can't fuck with my piece, see
It's real though you can get clapped back to B.C
We burn cali in QB, hashy
Team be steady extremely Islamic
Atomic, rip mics like Prophet Mohammed
More or less my war techs tear your chest
Hot slugs have you dripping from chest to Gortex
You small minded, can't fuck with my degrees
You leukaemia heads smoked too many trees
So brace yourself before you get yourself laced
Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface
Iron Sheik still creep wrapped in turban
Laptops in the headrest, black suburban
[Chorus: Canibus]
Brace yourself before you get yourself laced
Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface
We represent a cold race, thugs full of hate
Enemies of the state locked behind gates
Brace yourself before you get yourself laced
Fucking with the sick Arabic Scarface
We represent a cold race, thugs full of hate
Enemies of the state locked behind gates