Chaos - Canibus

Yo, yo, yo

Now ain’t nobody fuckin wit the mastermind

I’m like Einstein, a hundred and fifty times magnified

Nicola Tesla an', Jon Von Neuman

All wrapped up in the body in one human

I rhyme the tightest, shine the brightest

I blind the optic fibers in anybody’s iris

When it comes to rappin, I’ll smash your ass

Whether you Latin, Black or Anglo-Saxon

I’ll smack you wit a backhand

That crack your back like chiropractors after looking at your CAT scan

In between albums, I’ve become a masked man like Batman

And stalk my own rap fans

I’m like a madman fighting a war

Throwing lightning rods, swinging lightning swords

Blow you away with a force that’ll leave your body lost

Gone, nothin to mourn, nothing to do a autopsy on

I rock till I can’t rock no more

Till I can’t get no motherfucking props no more

Till they boo me on stage when I’m out on tour

Till 2000 B.C.

ain’t hot no more

I’m a dragon wit the head of a lion, jaws be like saws grinding

Claws rip through walls of cast iron

I slap fire at a hoodlum, pull out steel and start shooting

I clap iron like Duke Nukem

Try to attack 'Bis, you get your face stomped

Flatter than a compact disc wit black Timbs

Flatter than a Yankee baseball cap rim

Flatter than the knife *Jigga* stabbed Un wit

If you the first nigga that laugh

I’ll blow you in half

The first nigga to talk trash

I’ma blow you in half

The first nigga to show your ass

I’ll blow you in half

The first time’ll be your last

'Cause I’ma blow you in half

Yo check it

I destroy a whole city block when I’m ready to rock

Blow the speaker box, magnetically shielded or not

Magnetically energy propagates in radio waves

Oscillating lyrics and beats copulate then pop your tape

Manipulating space in large proportions

Millions of brain organs get lost when I start talkin

About shit like supernatural forces

Gnomes and fairies and superstring theories

Most of you motherfuckers barely

Even understand the English language, much less think clearly

When I die, will I go to Heaven or Hell

Or will I end up in a place called the Van Allen Belt

I researched my roots, looking for proof

The best place to hide a lie is between two truths

The aftermath of a nuclear blast

When the average death sentence becomes a death paragraph

I dig a 5 by 9 rectangle in the grass

Read your epitaph and bury your ass

As the coffin gets lowered into the ground slowly

I’ll sing all of your greatest hits oldies on karaoke

If you the first nigga that laugh

I’ll blow you in half

The first nigga to talk trash

I’ma blow you in half

The first nigga to show your ass

I’ll blow you in half

The first time’ll be your last

'Cause I’ma blow you in half

If you the first nigga that laugh

I’ll blow you in half

The first nigga to talk trash

I’ma blow you in half

The first nigga to show your ass

I’ll blow you in half

The first time’ll be your last

'Cause I’ma blow you in half