Buckingham Palace歌词
作词 : G. Williams/Jerry Duplessis/Jerry "Te Bass" Duplesis
作曲 : G. Williams/Jerry Duplessis/Jerry "Te Bass" Duplesis
Ayo, I stand outside the gates of Buckingham Palace sellin' reefer
Puffing the chalice with the Beefeaters
Getting so high that whenever I drop sh*t
It'll land on the window of your airplane cockpit
Canibus with the hot sh*t, crazy eye clique
N*ggas is bloody idiots thinkin' they can stop this
I'll increase my strength to a superhuman extent
N*gga, your rhyme ain't worth sixpence
And if you can hear, smell, see, touch and taste
Then you don't need six senses to feel me punch you in the face
From Brixton to Clapham Common
My lyrics invade Europe like Joseph Stalin and murder n*ggas for rhyming
Spittin' fire with gasoline for saliva
As drunk as Lady Diana's driver with reporters behind her
Alcohol in the hands of a minor
I got you panickin' like bombs with thirty second timers
Clear the building, evacuate women and children
F*ck what you feelin', n*gga, I came here to kill 'em
Straight sh*tting from New York to Great Britain
And when we do shows we make the Queen pay admission
What?
When I say, "Can-I," you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus!), Can-I, (Bus!)
Yo, when I say, "Can-I," you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus!), Can-I, (Bus!)
Yo, yo, yo
Prepare for the worst, this next verse is the face of death
Me without lyrics is like a porn flick without s*x
Illmatic, my lyrical skills are Jurassic
With more flavor than Skittles when I'm digitally mastered
I go off like a cannon and blow up the planet with no fear
Like them clothes white boys be wearin'
I'm tougher than denim, lethal like venomous snake bites
The m*rijuana makes my eyes bright red like brake lights
There ain't a party I couldn't rock, believe that
There ain't a microphone brave enough to give me feedback
I'm strong, my word is Bond like James
N*ggas be tryin' to test but they weak like seven days
MC's run away when I kick it
They act so chicken, they should come with a large drink and a biscuit
My style's radioactive, massive, atomic
I plan to push the Earth in front of Halley's Comet
Breaking the facts of life down like Tootie, I'm raw like sushi
With more vocab than three f*cking Fugees
So recognize or be hospitalized
'Cause lyrically on a scale of one to ten I'm twenty-five
When I say, "Can-I," you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus!), Can-I, (Bus!)
Yo, when I say, "Can-I," you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus!), Can-I, (Bus!)
Yo, yo
A little bit of w**d and some Hennessy
Got me ready to set it with kinetic energy
See, I need much more energy then my enemies
If I wanna make more bills than Bellamy
So I could be on MTV
With women constantly telling me I resemble Billy Dee
I make fly rhymes to get my name on the scene
Then when I'm on the scene, I do shows to get the green
Then I take the green, buy a automobile machine
For that thing on page forty-three in Jet Magazine
Canibus is the ultimate executioner's dream
Swinging the guillotine
Cause whenever the head is severed from the human body with a sharp enough weapon
The brain remains conscious for ten seconds
Long enough for me to give you one last message
And when you get to Hell, you can tell Lucifer I said it
Don't ever get it confused
F*ckin' with Canibus the human Rubik's Cube like you got something to prove
Yo, whoever grabs the mic after me will get booed
Get everything in the club thrown at you and your crew
From Moet bottles, to bar stools, fruits, and foods
You got a album out? You get hit with your CD, too
Runnin' outside cryin', lyin', denyin'
That you ain't The Gay Rapper but you got f*cked by him
What's the difference? Y'all n*ggas still ain't in lyrical fitness
Too busy mixin' your bidness with your b*tches
While I be in the lab composing forbidden scriptures
So wicked, I got Satan ejaculating on his fingers
Like Dirk Diggler in the middle of Boogie Nights
Sniffin' white, living the hype, he ruined his life
But I'm a MC of a different type, yeah, that's right
Make sure your sh*t is tight or I'ma snatch your mic, n*gga
When I say, "Can-I," you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus!), Can-I, (Bus!)
Yo, when I say, "Can-I," you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus!), Can-I, (Bus!)
作曲 : G. Williams/Jerry Duplessis/Jerry "Te Bass" Duplesis
Ayo, I stand outside the gates of Buckingham Palace sellin' reefer
Puffing the chalice with the Beefeaters
Getting so high that whenever I drop sh*t
It'll land on the window of your airplane cockpit
Canibus with the hot sh*t, crazy eye clique
N*ggas is bloody idiots thinkin' they can stop this
I'll increase my strength to a superhuman extent
N*gga, your rhyme ain't worth sixpence
And if you can hear, smell, see, touch and taste
Then you don't need six senses to feel me punch you in the face
From Brixton to Clapham Common
My lyrics invade Europe like Joseph Stalin and murder n*ggas for rhyming
Spittin' fire with gasoline for saliva
As drunk as Lady Diana's driver with reporters behind her
Alcohol in the hands of a minor
I got you panickin' like bombs with thirty second timers
Clear the building, evacuate women and children
F*ck what you feelin', n*gga, I came here to kill 'em
Straight sh*tting from New York to Great Britain
And when we do shows we make the Queen pay admission
What?
When I say, "Can-I," you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus!), Can-I, (Bus!)
Yo, when I say, "Can-I," you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus!), Can-I, (Bus!)
Yo, yo, yo
Prepare for the worst, this next verse is the face of death
Me without lyrics is like a porn flick without s*x
Illmatic, my lyrical skills are Jurassic
With more flavor than Skittles when I'm digitally mastered
I go off like a cannon and blow up the planet with no fear
Like them clothes white boys be wearin'
I'm tougher than denim, lethal like venomous snake bites
The m*rijuana makes my eyes bright red like brake lights
There ain't a party I couldn't rock, believe that
There ain't a microphone brave enough to give me feedback
I'm strong, my word is Bond like James
N*ggas be tryin' to test but they weak like seven days
MC's run away when I kick it
They act so chicken, they should come with a large drink and a biscuit
My style's radioactive, massive, atomic
I plan to push the Earth in front of Halley's Comet
Breaking the facts of life down like Tootie, I'm raw like sushi
With more vocab than three f*cking Fugees
So recognize or be hospitalized
'Cause lyrically on a scale of one to ten I'm twenty-five
When I say, "Can-I," you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus!), Can-I, (Bus!)
Yo, when I say, "Can-I," you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus!), Can-I, (Bus!)
Yo, yo
A little bit of w**d and some Hennessy
Got me ready to set it with kinetic energy
See, I need much more energy then my enemies
If I wanna make more bills than Bellamy
So I could be on MTV
With women constantly telling me I resemble Billy Dee
I make fly rhymes to get my name on the scene
Then when I'm on the scene, I do shows to get the green
Then I take the green, buy a automobile machine
For that thing on page forty-three in Jet Magazine
Canibus is the ultimate executioner's dream
Swinging the guillotine
Cause whenever the head is severed from the human body with a sharp enough weapon
The brain remains conscious for ten seconds
Long enough for me to give you one last message
And when you get to Hell, you can tell Lucifer I said it
Don't ever get it confused
F*ckin' with Canibus the human Rubik's Cube like you got something to prove
Yo, whoever grabs the mic after me will get booed
Get everything in the club thrown at you and your crew
From Moet bottles, to bar stools, fruits, and foods
You got a album out? You get hit with your CD, too
Runnin' outside cryin', lyin', denyin'
That you ain't The Gay Rapper but you got f*cked by him
What's the difference? Y'all n*ggas still ain't in lyrical fitness
Too busy mixin' your bidness with your b*tches
While I be in the lab composing forbidden scriptures
So wicked, I got Satan ejaculating on his fingers
Like Dirk Diggler in the middle of Boogie Nights
Sniffin' white, living the hype, he ruined his life
But I'm a MC of a different type, yeah, that's right
Make sure your sh*t is tight or I'ma snatch your mic, n*gga
When I say, "Can-I," you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus!), Can-I, (Bus!)
Yo, when I say, "Can-I," you say, "Bus"
Can-I (Bus!), Can-I, (Bus!)
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