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letra de cypher dialect pt 2 - the heralds of extreme metaphors (t.h.e.m.)

[webb]
pre-requisites for college courses
you know the deal, when i go for mine, i got it
verses so smooth, they soothe like the hypnotic
dynamic, my mechanics interlock like robotics
with sk!lls so ill, sometimes the flows can get so physcotic
so let me spark it, i use your head for a target
my crew stalks more corners than korean markets
so check it, my mind-state spins like a record
i’m out-spoken, you get your whole sh-t broken
so let me flip
like good p-ssy, i got you whip
you’re not lyrical fit, so i got you in check like whip
plus my mental is triggered by rugged instrumentals
so i’m numero uno, not number two like the pencil
so if you choose, you get verbally abused
see, n-ggas couldn’t see me if they was eye-witness news
i’m out for profit with lyrics so deadly they’re toxic
i launch flows to other solar-systems like rockets

[canibus]
mic check
if my calculations are correct n
ima catch wreck for the next sixty seconds
and i dare you so say i’m not all that
i get mad and beat your f-cking -ss with a ball bat, because i’m violent
i’ll fly your head like a pilot
and make it bleed when i break it like a virgin’s hymen
metaphor content, i stay under like an armpit so i can be confident when i bomb sh-t
n0body knows where i come from, i’m too quick to run from
my rhymes shock n-ggas like a stun gun
canibus: the drug dealer
you know my flavor
i be stalking n-ggas and reap them like darth vader
straight up, my rhymes turn heads without the make-up
yo, my sh-t is fat like ross perot’s pay-stub

[webb]
yo, check it
let me get wicked with my method
i got n-ggas bugging like my rhyme was b-tt-naked
frauds get rejected ’cause they flavor isn’t [(per)’fected?]
i cut a rhyme in three parts and tri-sect it
when i react, i’m like a virus on the loose
i tighten like a noose and head straight for the roots
i’m unique and [nothing i’m about to play?] is european
a hundred percent intelligent black being
plus, physcotic, i c-ck my feet up, and smoke the weed up
my dukes taught me well so i p-ss with the seat up
i used to get the boot, now i make look loot like [dinero?]
and fly through the [] like a superhero

[canibus]
you’re acting like you fear no man, that’s understandable
but read my lips, n-gga, i’m an animal
the canibus can rock from here to bangkok
i rip it like hulk hogan used to rip tank-tops
and my brain contains more cells than a prison
i’ll explode in your face like air bags in a collision
so recognize that i’m the man and my brain implants allow me to draw guns without my hands
danger from the thirty-seventh chamber
i bring the ruckus live wu, even though i’m not a member

[unintelligible]
i’m out of focus, i like that she [wrote to me with slang?]

- the heralds of extreme metaphors t h e m

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