Centaurs HRSMN

[Pre-Chorus: Ras Kass]
Kick in the door waving the .44
To hit these niggas with the ill metaphors
Forever raw, forever loving hardcore
HRSMN bring the World War IV

[Hook: Canibus]
Horseman, graze like goats off the land
Expand, then we chop it up like lamb
I’m a horseman, he’s a horseman
I’m a horseman
Horseman, graze like goats off the land
Expand, then we chop it up like lamb
I’m a horseman, he’s a horseman
I’m a horseman

[Verse 1: Canibus]
Killah Priest, Canibus, obstacle courses for HRSMN
Dismount then engage multiple targets
Shoulder to shoulder, face to face, we’re Saruman's soldiers
The heat from the Second Sun smolders
At 200 degrees I drop to my knees
Priest told me to breathe, the time signature freeze
I am now at peace, the ocean conveyer belt flows to the east
The new Silk Road will host the beast
Wo-ai-ni translate speech
Silver Fox trades herbal spices to eat for rice and meat
In the parking lot we drill doing Muy Tai Chi
Tell Mook to call me after I write to that beat
The dart spitter, thought ninja, sharp thinker
Acupuncture heart pincher ricochet off the rickshaw nigga
Hard feet, soft tendons, medicine, my pontoons walk on rivers
"But why you still walk with a limp, Mr?"
I was injured I self-administered apple cider, garlic and vinegar
I feel better than I did in December
Used to be gone till November, remember?
Now I got security sensors for side exits, back door and the entrance
Posted up with night vision like lizard in Dark Knight prison
The wise old owl with camouflage feathers
Not to mention there’s not even a pot to piss in
Wipe my ass with cardboard next doctor visit