Canibus
Hydra
[Verse]
I'm from a planet called Xanatos Gambit where I used to be a champion
Now I'm just regular old Canibus
Your wristband says 'do not resuscitate'
Okay, just lay there while I fuck your face
911 emergency facetime decreases the wait time
Just be polite to the police and save time
'cause if you scream over the phone they take your ass to the green zone
Where you gon' end up with a tube up your nosе
All alone in a concrete room that's so cold
You'll bе froze with icicles hanging from your earlobes
Eskimo pheromones, I'm like a polar bear getting his hair combed
Sittin' on a tropical throne
My wolves look like 64 legged spiders with 8 headed hydras
Breathing through Canibus breathalyzers brought to you by Pfizer
Goliath drop science from the shoulders of giants
People quick to despise it and the gods are slow to admire
The hunt continues even at night
My murder hornets are nocturnal flyers and they bite even in flight
We strike, 10-minute warning, zero dark, early in the morning
My life is so boring now I'm boarding
Stockpiling food, still hoarding, freeze-drying eliminates spoiling
If you can swim to the next mooring then I'll meet you in the morning
The lifebuoy rope is uncoiling
I saved your life, it's heart-warming
The big homie Jose, he smelled like roach spray
He used to always say that he missed the old days
I used to laugh when he listened to the O'Jays
"Muy trabajo," even on slow days
His brother named Soza, he fucked with the dope game
'Quiero Comer,' The Scorpion, that was his codename
Prepare for game day, every Wednesday is buy propane day
The Paypal, Cashapp, Apple Payday
They add the virus to the cocktail then stir
They believe we are the disease and our death is their cure
Our whole life, only our first breath was pure
Through the redundant cycle of fear next to occur
They break backs to Build Back Stronger
But it got so much harder, folks can't toe the line any longer
Population corralled
To the point, they can only move their bowels like some goddamn bovine cows
Medical patients lay there naked, intubated, we lay hands on ventilators
Pray for them, but still can't save them
I asked shorty why she need a rubber for her strap-on
She said to hide her new jawn smell from her last jawn
I ain't laugh that hard since Money Talks
Or seeing Chris Tucker do that Fifth Element walk
Silence! Can never be caught, Benjamin Bulldog to the heart
Samuel Jackson from 'Jumper' said
Just 'cause you can teleport that don't mean you God
I'ma break you off, you gon' take this jab, I'ma make you cough
Flatten the back of your head with a tow truck flatbed
Grab my Phillips out the tool bag and stab your leg
See me, I don't study how rugged you sound
I doubled down, jump to the ground, Bus double the rounds
Invite me if you want trouble around
If I can't muzzle the sound, I find an empty water bottle off the ground
My days are numbered but so are yours, you stupid motherfucker
You can't escape the spell we're under
What's your style? Siberian sambo, skin penetrating nano
Go Rambo on that asshole, no cap tho
Model bitch ride my cock while I watch Dipset Vz Lox
Then after that, we watch brlbrlbrlbrl get mopped
I got a gift, I built my own wings to achieve lift
My verses are reverse engineered Gullwing kit
Brother poetry, sell the beat, sold 3 but didn't know it was me
The Infinite Rhyme, I told you it was deep
Let these truths be self-evident based off our morphic resonance
7 decimal points to the left again
With radiated intelligence, Helium 3 weapon kits unregistered
I sound like Jim Fetzer when I spit
Robotic, Johnny Pneumonic with inflammable thrombotic
Response in my shoulder sockets when I'm popping and locking
Step in the mic booth, propulsion system glowing bright blue
Described in the Bible, turn into a giant Kaiju
Taking commands from space force flight crew
I was Japanese in '92, they called me Tiny Timbuktu
Sky hero drones, no wires, push-button broken appliance
You didn't know your warranty was expired?
Gorilla gardening with long-forgotten techniques of Phoenician farming
And I'm only charging 1 crypto farthing
Laughing so hard I can't stop farting, so charming its alarming
The brother Tommy and Steve Harvey in the morning
They was calling, I told 'em I ain't donating no organs
Goddamnit, you better get off my phone, I'm done talking