(Intro: 8Bars)
When I say "Can-I" you say "Bus"
"Can-I"..."BUS", "Can-I"..."BUS"
When I say "Can-I" you say "Bus"
"Can-I"..."BUS", "Can-I"..."BUS"

Yo, he who signals the truth
It's Madd Cold, 8Bars and Rip the Jacker in the booth
It's time to make history, Cousin

(Madd Cold)
Ascended Masters, seventh dimensional plane
Ishmael's blood pumps to my pen from my veins
Bis, Bars and Cold have entered from the heavens to reign
Step to us, we'll send you to another level of PAIN!

(Canibus)
Hallowed be thy name
SpitBoss and Notre Dame
(Fades in) King King King Solomon and Saint Germaine
Meditatе and say names
Meditate and say thе names

(Canibus)
Words from the gallow, your metaphor merchant accountant
Allergic to pollen, the Earth is an island
We live divided so the workers are violent
They don't prefer to be silent, they deserve to be admonished and I realize it
They have the knowledge, but for now I'm the pilot
I designed it, I'll fly it, stand back and be quiet
I bust my sixteen by using a touchscreen
My brother screams, "Bis, calm down it's just dreams!"
I'll take your beat CD and throw it on the floor
You gave me the same beat you already gave me before
Soaked eyes in menthol, play pinball
Place the ball-point to the back of the skull, then pull
You think you a gangster? You live in New Hampshire
With dancers and hamsters and wanksters from Kansas
The features are money, the way they act
Believe me they don't love me, but I still get busy buddy
Leave you bloody and ugly, pissy and drunky
In a Pakistani prison with Rushdie, standing there in ya undies
I transform into a beast with wide teeth
You transform into Tyrese, so why speak?
Don't lie to me, this is called lyrical sodomy
To survive I had to lay your dead body on top of me
I bomb atomically, Lexicography properties from high monasteries
Can't describe how I be dropping these odysseys
Lyrically perform cartography
There is no stopping me, you might as well rock with me
Don't ever stop the beat, don't ever stop trying to rhyme
Don't ever think that you can spit a verse better than mine
Got that? Good. I ain't got nothing to sign
I just do what I do all the time and bust the rhymes
The beat is crazy and it's about time
These emcees are also one of a kind
(Madd Cold)
BOOM!
Nuclear bomb and it's in your facility
Y'all can not handle the sick bar ability
Time for battle is now, get war artillery
And then please recite the SpitBoss Soliloquy

(8Bars)
This right here, is Hip Hop
So fuck you, we won't stop
We told you, we won't die
From the ground, we shall rise

(Verse 2: 8Bars)
Now just for the record kid
Yes, I am a force to be reckoned with
N***as left a void, so yes I will be stepping in
Takeover is needed, the reign of 8 is beckoning
It's never too late to get schooled on raps ______
Keeping rap alive with every page of my scriptures
My words is Al Sharptons, I'm burying n***as
From the valley of the shadow where they raise us to be killas
My instinct helps me to weed out my soon to be victims
It's Canibus and Fallen Sun
With verses so high above you clowns
That I could battle God like "Yo you took the wrong bun (?)"
That's real talk, we spank n***as get 'em all shook
You're done, like reppin' the wrong click in the wrong slum
Don't worry about mine, I was destined to do this
I'm a SpitBoss, you ain't even gathering mucus
Real recognize real, ain't no way to confuse it
Any imposters might find it abusive
Say hello to raps Neo
I'm bound to show 'em everything they said about my future's wrong
I was surrounded by Miss Cleos
A fighting man, I couldn't stay drowning in rock (?) zero
Was poised to take shit over since I looked through that peephole
On the door to success, so we bound to get hurled
Into the future man, we're _______ in a valley of girls
Some say to aim for the sky and all your plans will unfurl
But why see the sky is the limit when I'm out of this world
(Madd Cold)
Nuclear bomb and it's in your facility
Y'all cannot handle the sick raw ability
Time for battle is now, get more artillery
Then please recite the spitboss soliloquy
This right here, is hip-hop
So fuck you, we won't stop
We told you, we won't die
From the ground, we shall rise

(8Bars)
This right here, is Hip Hop
So fuck you, we won't stop
We told you, we won't die
From the ground, we shall rise

(Verse 3: Madd Cold)
I arrive on the scene the barkleys are blue
The swagger of Marcy is proof your army is through
I will violently annihilate your lying regime
Freedom is what I will die for, ride for the fallen
Iraq to Palestine inscribed in rhyme on my sleeve
Fly with the speed/of a high peregrine
Falcon the talons will tear your scalp as I fly through your team
Madd Cold, you gotta be out of your mind if you think I would cry when you bleed
I am the meanest alive since the rising of phoenix
Combined with the vibrance of Issac, Muhammad, and Jesus
Align it the fire of demons and that is what I am Azaziah is an undeniable beast
You would swear I was paraplegic the way I step on the track's an irreconcilable FEET
Sickly over your head like the toxins of a condom's texture
You are not relentless, you are spineless, mindless and meek
Scaling the mountain, you've been climbing for weeks
You finally reach the top and you're type scared
It is like a cokehead's worst nightmare 'cause at the end of the line it is me
Push you off with Brooklyn force the mountainside will silence screams
Trying to attain the ire of Poseidon spit sublime like his trident and get divine as the deep
Al-Haqq is the name to you Zionist freaks
Your system is finished and I am the virus prescribed by the Highest
It was God that designed me to breach
(Madd Cold)
Nuclear bomb and it's in your vicinity
Y'all can not handle the sick bar ability
Time for battle is now, war artillery
And then please recite the SpitBoss Soliloquy

(8Bars)
This right here, is Hip Hop
So fuck you, we won't stop
We told you, we won't die
From the ground, we shall rise