Spartibus

Artist: Canibus

Album: Rip the Jacker

Song: Spartibus

Producer: Stoupe

Time: 4: 00

(Canibus)

Yeah

This is Spartibus

(Canibus)

You want to spar with 'Bus? Then let's get started 'cause

Atomic thrust turn you into cosmic dust

Bomb your borders with Japanese spigot mortars

Recompose your composition to sawdust

Time is breath, breath is life, life is light

Light is no less than capital 'C' on the mic

Beneath the mirage of night, I'll attack you twice

Prepare the river sacrifice for my ritual rites

Reinforce my habitual likes and dislikes

To diss you on the mic 'cause I'm sick of the hype

No one's ever written what I write, compare the calligraphy type

Tell me yo, how can I not be nice

The royal semen of Caesar frozen in a cryo-freezer

On sale for seven figures per millimetre

Lethally illegal, I speak to the people

In the form of an eagle on top of the Thebes Cathedral

With boundless knowledge, like hairless Dalai Lamas

With linen garments neatly wrapped around armpits

With monasteries in the mountains

Trumpets have already sounded, you can't denounce my crown, bitch

(Canibus)

The game is Chinese chess

Countless issues need to be addressed before the East nukes the West

Totalitarianistic cause and effect

Run the words through a decompressor, recompress the depth

Canibus is the most explosive next to meth

The inconsistency of the text makes me complex

Pay attention to 'Bis, my intention is this

Leave you spatially adrift, suspended in the abyss

Marijuana plant owners smell my aroma

Contract sycosis sarcoma and retinoblastoma

Confederate federal General Lee electric general

FCC omni-directional antenna poles

IFF, identification, friend or foe

This area's restricted, don't let him through

He'll mock your style

Rock you to the ground with the bite force of a Sarcosuchus crocodile

Travel a fiber optic mile before you can smile

So don't ask me why and don't ask how

(Canibus)

'Til I'm impressed with the print, I can hear a pin drop like Sprint

Once it blends I can stop right then

Quantum coupling mechanisms and technical shit

Confuses you, but I don't think you're any less if it did

Just define what is poetry and what is rap

I'll demonstrate how to effectively bridge the gap

The answer is simple in fact

If the protons don't attack the retina, all we'd ever see is black

No ability, no extra-ocular motility

Silly emcees can't see me lyrically or visually

They'll never be better than me

I'll triple team them with the Trinity severed in three and give them nine enemies

Climb back to periscope depth in two hours, Surrender and throw in the towel

The amalgam of the ultimate album, this is Spartibus power

*Rakim samples from Paid in Full's "My Melody"

Any MC that disagree with me just wave your arm (4x)

Now tear it up y'all, and bless the mic for the gods