100 Bars歌词 歌手Canibus-专辑2000 B.C.-单曲《100 Bars》LRC歌词下载

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That's the beat right there [00:02.234]I'm about to black out with a hundred bars on some professional sh*t [00:05.813]So don't try this at home, yo [00:07.589]Yo, yo, yo [00:09.496]My style of rhymin' is ancient like Aztecs and Mayans [00:12.187]Because I recognize it's all about timing [00:14.250]Me and my freestyle alliance practicin' African voodoo science [00:17.594]In front of twenty feet bonfires lookin' skyward calculating May 5, 2000 [00:22.609]The nine planets'll be in alignment [00:24.490]The arrival of the prophet in the cockpit [00:26.789]Of a starship the size of the Hale-Bopp comet [00:29.558]With mercury ion rockets [00:31.230]And a big-ass "Canibus Comin' Soon" poster on the side of it [00:34.417]I'm known geographically and intergalactically [00:37.003]That's why I got extraterrestrials that wanna battle me [00:39.484]They even tried kidnappin' me and they would've snatched me [00:42.306]If their craft didn't get trapped in the Earth's gravity [00:44.500]Engines stalled and failed, crashed into a farmer's field [00:47.556]And that's really what caused Roswell [00:49.489]Undercover operatives workin' for COM 12 [00:51.867]Disguised as a n*gga, signed with a record deal [00:54.348]Lyrically I'm off-scale [00:55.942]So all hail or get tossed towards Hell, whatever y'all feel [00:59.259]Briusin' n*ggas, confusin' n*ggas like Chip Fu from the Fu-Schnickens [01:02.707]Hit you with nuclear cruiser missiles [01:04.144]Hear the wild wolf growl [01:05.816]Styles stockpiled for miles from the ground to the clouds [01:09.342]Wack n*ggas wanna be down but it's not allowed [01:11.667]Interrupt the cipher unannounced and you'll get punched in the mouth [01:15.220]With the southpaw southern fist [01:16.631]I'll bust your sh*t, swell your lip bigger than Bubba's shrimp [01:19.713]For acting tough and sh*t, what a wimp [01:21.855]You giant Goliath, n*ggas get shot with a rubber sling [01:24.154]I'm an experiment gone bad [01:25.643]My brainwaves on an encephalograph show that I'm stark ravin' mad [01:29.169]Your whole scientific staff'll get killed in a nuclear blast [01:32.278]When I throw the Florence flask in my hand [01:34.368]Flammable liquids in the lab explode [01:36.249]And you get stabbed with all the flyin' glass [01:38.103]Trained to blow up commercial aircraft, trained in chemical weapons class [01:42.309]Just to see how long a n*gga's breath'll last [01:44.451]I put him in a leather mask, spray his ass with a can of pepper gas [01:47.951]Then watch him grab his neck and gag [01:49.519]Watch the n*gga choke to death as I laugh [01:51.373]"You wanna battle?" is the type of question you should never ask [01:53.933]N*gga, pick a tougher task, see who the f*ck'll last [01:56.598]Whoever lose'll get a solderin' iron up the ass [01:58.923]You need to recognize [02:00.464]My hand is quicker than the eye, quicker than the five speed Jamiroquai drives [02:04.539]A lifespan longer than nine lives, infinite rhymes that can't die [02:07.648]A n*gga with a divine mind [02:09.293]I dedicate this to the wise, dedicate it to dimes [02:11.880]Dividin' myself into hundred ten times [02:14.074]You can't deny the offerin's I offer [02:16.164]Flows that glow with auroras that sparkle like water [02:18.854]Fly like a saucer with the torque of a Porsche [02:20.970]Murder a million MC's, then autograph all of their coffins [02:23.870]Been gettin' it on since I been born and I'm a live long [02:26.743]And I'm a be gettin' it on 'till I'm gone [02:28.520]Look at all the stages I been on, all the songs that I spit on [02:31.680]I took an oath to rip everything I get on [02:33.849]A n*gga like me should have Carpal Tunnel syndrome [02:36.748]In the wrist bones from gripping microphones this long [02:38.864]I'm just a small fish in a big pond [02:41.084]And gets pissed off, whenever I get picked on [02:43.566]N*gga try to flip and get flipped on [02:45.290]My army march a million strong, like the Nation of Islam with suede Timbs on [02:48.712]Extremely hostile [02:50.541]Fully armed troops dressed in frog suits and night vision goggles [02:53.911]A lyrical lynch mob [02:55.112]Sh*ttin' on n*ggas drawn to a hideous form with horns and a mink on [02:58.639]Duckin' down low like we in 'Nam fightin' the Viet Cong [03:01.904]Screamin' "Incoming!" when I see a bomb [03:03.811]Speak to your leader, surrender your arms [03:05.901]You need about a million more soldiers to even the odds [03:08.409]Plus 800,000 to even consider a war [03:10.838]And 200,000 more to even look hard [03:13.424]You better drop your flag and withdraw [03:14.965]My cavalry charge accompanied by a blizzard of wicked metaphors [03:18.492]And smash y'all, attach y'all to the back of my horse [03:21.104]And drag y'all across the motherf*ckin' asphalt [03:23.324]Nine out of ten n*ggas is frauds [03:25.493]You know who you are, always talkin' about your b*tches and your cars [03:28.523]Your jewelry and your girls, it's like we from two different worlds [03:31.475]You motherf*ckers really get on my nerves [03:33.199]'Cause I'm beyond them, on some futuristic cyborg sh*t [03:35.811]I close my eyes when I freestyle, so I could read what prints across them [03:39.782]Then raise my arms like a sorcerer and cast a fireball into the audience [03:43.439]To barbecue your brain organs [03:45.006]You feel like you've been thrown in a microwave oven [03:47.018]I flame broil suckers then hit 'em with some more sh*t, the raw sh*t [03:51.145]Call my reinforcements, the Four Horsemen [03:53.104]Take a big piece of chalk and draw a line across the stage pulpit [03:56.474]I dare a motherf*cker to cross it [03:58.302]I'll even call my man Black Rob at two in the mornin' [04:00.784]Tell him it's important, tell him to call Sting three way and sing a chorus [04:04.729]Break your camcorders, so you motherf*ckers can't record it [04:07.419]Call the news, I'll kill your reporters [04:09.065]Start a lawsuit, I'll kill your lawyers [04:10.972]F*ck the soft sh*t and f*ck what y'all think [04:13.271]My album's gold cause my album was the bomb sh*t [04:15.543]Y'all n*ggas got your ass beat, 'cause you asked for it [04:18.077]Got your picture taken and put in a tabloid [04:20.507]'Cause you a man and you like to touch little boys [04:23.093]You f*ck 'em in the ass, then you give 'em cash for it [04:25.574]That's some sick sh*t homeboy [04:27.351]A hundred years ago they'd have took you to see Sigmund Freud [04:30.642]You fraudulent, feminine, fragile as a feather is [04:33.228]With an effortless blow, I'll crack your whole skeleton [04:35.710]You think you're better than Canibus, where's the evidence? [04:38.165]You got below average intelligence and poor penmanship [04:40.595]You need to shut the f*ck up, cause your breath stink [04:43.050]Take fifty cents and purchase a pack of peppermints [04:45.297]Battlin' me, you never win [04:46.707]You thought you was the only n*gga, that could sneak a weapon in? n*gga, guess again [04:50.626]Cause after I'm finished wreckin' this sh*t [04:52.428]I'm a drink a whole bottle of Henny and go f*ck a lesbian