Lirik Lagu I'll Buss 'Em You Punish 'Em - Canibus F/ Rakim
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(Canibus)Yeah, I bust 'em... you punish 'em(Canibus)Yeah...let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Ra, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Naw, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Come on Ra, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Yo Bis, I'ma punish 'em
(Canibus)Yo, yo...Out on the battling tip my verbal lateral gripKeeps my tongue glued to the A-Dat when I'm trackin' 'em swiftLet my spit lubricate the chap on my lipsAnd make you rappers have fits 'cause I'm back in the mixForget a pad and a pen, I write rhymes on an IBMEbonics is dead, the binary language is inCanibus practices in a room wit a thousand candles litMeditating on this rapping shitBecause my freestyle reigns sovereignWit a deeper conscious than the prophet Muhammad was born witMy brain cavity is enormousMy left hemisphere alone harnesses all of the 7 sharveousWhile the right one harnesses darknessThe type of dark that makes a house hauntedThe type of dark that people get lost inThe type of dark you fear when you're dead in your coffinI hear you talkin' but I ignore itCause you garbage and your rhymes borin'So keep standin' on the corner,the thrash-man will collect you in the mornin'Thug cats frontin'Wacker than Blinky Blinkon the back of the wack-ass wagon babblin' about - nothin'Now that real hood rats could get it on, blackMeet me at The Tunnel where pussy cats get robbed atRubber faced rappers get stretched like elastic claymationcharacters with verbal vernacularsSlappin' ya like a white water raftor an Olympic kayak paddlin' across the - NiagaraFake MCs haul ass like they runnin' trackWhere ever Canibus or Rakim is at
(Canibus)Let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Naw, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Ra, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Naw,let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Naw, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Ra, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Naw, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Come on Ra, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Yo Bis, I'ma punish 'em
(Rakim)Be ready and at ya bestThe celebrity match of deathHeart snatched through your chest, cardiac arrestCrack your neck while I break your arms, catch your breathThen I asked the ref, "how many cats is left?"One on one, who challenging? Come get didAll I have is a pen and punish you kidsAbdomen punctured and look what I did to his wigWanna live then I stab 'em in the lung with his ribEvery word I say detach a vertebrae from your spineRematch wherever we meet at, any place anytimeGet your snot-box smashed with a 9Smacked with a rhyme, push your forehead to the back of your mindTry to explain what it's like seeing your brainYour insane, soon to be ID'ed as remainsThen I reincarnate 'em and kill 'em againAgain and again, again and again
(Chorus)
(Canibus):Yo, yo….The battle started with a grappleHe had real long hair so a grabbed a hand fullAnd chopped 'emin the Adams-appleHis partner in back of you tried to attack youSo I'ma twist 'em up like a pret-zel then I'ma tag you(Rakim):I'm on some stone cold shitWarn your whole clickCartilage get blown until the whole bone splitWho wanna spit, bang quick, strangle 'em wit his lip He tried to flipbut I left his body danglin'
(Canibus):You left 'em danglin'I can't believe he wanna grapple againI swung 'em around like I was dancing wit 'emPut his arms in back of his head and snapped 'em againThen I grabbed his limbs and put in the figure-"6 subtracted from 10"
(Rakim):Seven birds, make 'em swerve 'til their vision is blurredTurn cats that suped from superb to nerdsJust say the word, I'll leave your DNA on the curbAnd stick my dick in your ear and fuck what you heard
(Canibus)Yo, yo...Out on the battling tip my verbal lateral gripKeeps my tongue glued to the A-Dat when I'm trackin' 'em swiftLet my spit lubricate the chap on my lipsAnd make you rappers have fits 'cause I'm back in the mixForget a pad and a pen, I write rhymes on an IBMEbonics is dead, the binary language is inCanibus practices in a room wit a thousand candles litMeditating on this rapping shitBecause my freestyle reigns sovereignWit a deeper conscious than the prophet Muhammad was born witMy brain cavity is enormousMy left hemisphere alone harnesses all of the 7 sharveousWhile the right one harnesses darknessThe type of dark that makes a house hauntedThe type of dark that people get lost inThe type of dark you fear when you're dead in your coffinI hear you talkin' but I ignore itCause you garbage and your rhymes borin'So keep standin' on the corner,the thrash-man will collect you in the mornin'Thug cats frontin'Wacker than Blinky Blinkon the back of the wack-ass wagon babblin' about - nothin'Now that real hood rats could get it on, blackMeet me at The Tunnel where pussy cats get robbed atRubber faced rappers get stretched like elastic claymationcharacters with verbal vernacularsSlappin' ya like a white water raftor an Olympic kayak paddlin' across the - NiagaraFake MCs haul ass like they runnin' trackWhere ever Canibus or Rakim is at
(Canibus)Let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Naw, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Ra, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Naw,let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Naw, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Ra, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Naw, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Naw, I'ma punish 'em(Canibus)Come on Ra, let me bust 'em(Rakim)Yo Bis, I'ma punish 'em
(Rakim)Be ready and at ya bestThe celebrity match of deathHeart snatched through your chest, cardiac arrestCrack your neck while I break your arms, catch your breathThen I asked the ref, "how many cats is left?"One on one, who challenging? Come get didAll I have is a pen and punish you kidsAbdomen punctured and look what I did to his wigWanna live then I stab 'em in the lung with his ribEvery word I say detach a vertebrae from your spineRematch wherever we meet at, any place anytimeGet your snot-box smashed with a 9Smacked with a rhyme, push your forehead to the back of your mindTry to explain what it's like seeing your brainYour insane, soon to be ID'ed as remainsThen I reincarnate 'em and kill 'em againAgain and again, again and again
(Chorus)
(Canibus):Yo, yo….The battle started with a grappleHe had real long hair so a grabbed a hand fullAnd chopped 'emin the Adams-appleHis partner in back of you tried to attack youSo I'ma twist 'em up like a pret-zel then I'ma tag you(Rakim):I'm on some stone cold shitWarn your whole clickCartilage get blown until the whole bone splitWho wanna spit, bang quick, strangle 'em wit his lip He tried to flipbut I left his body danglin'
(Canibus):You left 'em danglin'I can't believe he wanna grapple againI swung 'em around like I was dancing wit 'emPut his arms in back of his head and snapped 'em againThen I grabbed his limbs and put in the figure-"6 subtracted from 10"
(Rakim):Seven birds, make 'em swerve 'til their vision is blurredTurn cats that suped from superb to nerdsJust say the word, I'll leave your DNA on the curbAnd stick my dick in your ear and fuck what you heard
