Buckingham Palace

[00:00.28] Ayo, I stand outside the gates of Buckingham Palace selling reefer
[00:03.55] Puffing the chalice with the Beefeaters
[00:05.76] Getting so high that whenever I drop shit
[00:07.70] It'll land on the window of your airplane cockpit
[00:10.57] Canibus with the hot shit, "Crazy I Click"
[00:13.13] Niggaz is bloody idiots thinking that they can stop this
[00:15.60] I'll increase my strength, to a super human extent
[00:18.17] Nigga, your rhyme ain't worth sixpence
[00:20.25] And if you can hear, smell, see, touch, and taste
[00:22.62] Then you don't need six senses to feel me punch you in the face
[00:25.30] From Brixton, to Clapham Common, my lyrics invade Europe
[00:27.95] Like Joseph Stalin, and murder niggaz for rhyming
[00:30.41] Spitting fire, with gasoline for saliva
[00:32.57] As drunk as Lady Diana's driver wit' reporters behind her
[00:35.72] Alcohol in the hands of a minor
[00:37.46] I got you panicking like bombs, with 30 second timers
[00:40.38] Clear the building, evacuate women and children
[00:42.79] Fuck what you feeling, nigga, I came here to kill them
[00:45.17] Straight shitting, from New York to Great Britain
[00:47.50] And when we do shows, we make the Queen pay admission, what!
[00:50.03] When I say "Can-I" you say "Bus"
[00:52.61] Can-I (bus!) Can-I (bus!)
[00:54.51] Yo, when I say "Can-I" you say "Bus"
[00:57.48] Can-I (bus!) Can-I (bus!) (Yo, yo)
[00:58.90] Yo, prepare for the worst, this next verse is the face of death
[01:02.35] Me without lyrics is like a porn flick without sex
[01:04.95] Illmatic, my lyrical skills are Jurassic
[01:07.25] With more flavour than Skittles when I'm digitally mastered
[01:10.05] I go off like a cannon and blow up the planet
[01:12.38] With "No Fear", like them clothes white boys be wearing
[01:14.73] I'm tougher than Denim, lethal like venomous snake bites
[01:17.42] The marijuana makes my eyes bright red like brake lights
[01:20.03] There ain't a party I couldn't rock, believe that
[01:22.28] There ain't a microphone brave enough to give me feedback
[01:24.93] I'm strong, my word is Bond like James
[01:27.20] Niggaz be trying to test, but they 'week' like seven days
[01:29.62] MC's run away when I kick it; they act so chicken
[01:32.63] They should come with a large drink and a biscuit
[01:34.58] My style's radioactive, massive atomic
[01:37.17] I plan to push the Earth in front of Halley's Comet
[01:39.65] Breaking the "Facts of Life" down like Tudy, I'm raw like sushi
[01:42.29] With more "vocab", than three fucking Fugees
[01:44.73] So recognize or be hospitalized
[01:46.77] 'Cause lyrically on a scale of one to ten I'm 25
[01:49.36] When I say "Can-I" you say "Bus"
[01:51.95] Can-I (bus!) Can-I (bus!)
[01:54.13] Yo, when I say "Can-I" you say "Bus"
[01:56.95] Can-I (bus!) Can-I (bus!)
[01:58.54] Yo, yo, a little bit of weed and some Hennessy
[02:01.70] Got me ready to set it with kinetic energy
[02:04.26] See I need much more energy than my enemies
[02:07.27] If I wanna make more Bill's then Bellamy
[02:09.51] So I could be on MTV with women constantly
[02:12.29] Telling me I resemble Billy Dee
[02:14.15] I make fly rhymes to get my name on the scene
[02:16.51] Then when I'm on the scene I do shows to get the green
[02:19.03] Then I take the green, buy a automobile machine
[02:21.41] For that thing on page 43 in Jet Magazine
[02:24.17] Canibus is the ultimate executioner's dream
[02:27.09] Swinging the guillotine
[02:28.49] 'Cause whenever the head is severed from the human body with a sharp enough weapon
[02:31.99] The brain remains conscious for ten seconds
[02:33.92] Long enough for me to give you one last message
[02:36.23] And when you get to Hell, you can tell Lucifer I said it
[02:38.88] Don't ever get it confused, fucking with Canibus
[02:41.25] The human Rubik's Cube like you got something to prove
[02:43.65] Yo, whoever grabs the mic after me will get booed
[02:46.10] Get everything in the club thrown at you and your crew
[02:48.69] From Moet bottles to bar stools, fruits, and foods
[02:51.42] You got a album out, you get hit with your CD too
[02:53.98] Running outside, crying, lying, denying
[02:56.15] That you ain't The Gay Rapper, but you got fucked by him
[02:58.42] What's the difference? Y'all niggaz still ain't in lyrical fitness
[03:00.91] Too busy mixing your business with your bitches
[03:03.02] While I be in the lab composing forbidden scriptures
[03:05.79] So wicked I got Satan ejaculating on his fingers
[03:08.67] Like Dirk Diggler, in the middle of 'Boogie Nights'
[03:10.95] Sniffing white, living the hype, he ruined his life
[03:13.34] But I'm a MC of a different type, yeah, that's right
[03:15.71] Make sure your shit is tight, or I'ma snatch your mic, nigga!
[03:18.45] When I say "Can-I" you say "Bus"
[03:21.00] Can-I (bus!) Can-I (bus!)
[03:23.28] Yo, when I say "Can-I" you say "Bus"
[03:25.96] Can-I (bus!) Can-I (bus!)
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