[Intro]
Yea, Mic Club and Waste Management
Javelin Fangz
WolfGang, sharp fangz
Yea
[Verse 1: Canibus]
The vocalist with osmosis spit
Canibus on some robust robot shit
You're not fit, drop, give me fifty bars of spit
950 more bars just to talk to the kid
They just rappers I'm a cloud of galactic matter comin' at ya
Like radar or race car spelt backwards
The mirror image of the emperor's lyrics
Concubines are forbidden to compare it until I finish
The magnetic patient will record the same thing
While erasin' the lost dynasty of Beijing
Spittin' rhymes cause significant mission lapse time
You'll be fine, don't rewind; move onto the next line
Three bogies 10 o'clock high, I die if I do not try
Ostriches are not supposed to fly
Fighter pilots with no eyelids
Did you see what I just did?
Hydraulic pressure gettin' as high as a bitch
Textbook vertical spin, landed on the wing, I'm in
The evil bald Eagle strike you again
Yuri Gagarin, I met him when we he came to Heaven
My first guest from terra firma Passage Magellan
I didn't hesitate to tell him, 2012 you police yourselves
As Earth travels through the gravity belt
And I can offer you no help
The Period of Purification can be described as somethin' you call Hell
Yeah, S-P-E-L-L, R-A-P-E-L down to W-E-L-L
Wolfgang countdown!
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