Search lyrics

Typing something do you want to search. Exam: Artist, Song, Album,Writer, Release Year...
if you want to find exactly, Please input keywords with double-quote or using multi keywords. Exam: "Keyword 1" "Keyword 2"

Canibus

Genres: Hip-Hop

I'll Buss 'em U Punish 'em Lyrics - Canibus

Yeah, I bust 'em, you punish 'em 

Yeah, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Ra, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Naw, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Come on Ra, let me bust 'em 

Yo Bis, I'ma punish 'em 

 

Yo, yo 

Out on the battling tip my verbal lateral grip 

Keeps my tongue glued to the A-dat when I'm trackin' 'em swift 

Let my spit lubricate the chap on my lips 

And make you rappers have fits 'cause I'm back in the mix 

Pad and a pen, I write rhymes on an IBM 

Ebonics is dead, the binary language is in 

Canibus practices in a room wit a thousand candles lit 

Meditating on this rapping shit 

 

Because my freestyle reigns sovereign 

Wit a deeper conscious than the prophet Muhammad was born with 

My brain cavity is enormous 

My left hemisphere alone harnesses all of the 7 sharveous 

While the right one harnesses darkness 

The type of dark that makes a house haunted 

The type of dark that people get lost in 

The type of dark you fear when you're dead in your coffin 

 

I hear you talkin' but I ignore it 

'Cause you garbage and your rhymes borin' 

So keep standin' on the corner 

The thrash-man will collect you in the mornin' 

Thug cats frontin', wacker than Blinky Blink 

On the back of the wack-ass wagon babblin' about nothin' 

 

That real hood rats could get it on, black 

Meet me at the tunnel where pussy cats get robbed at 

So dog can never see the blood slot and you can't even react 

To the drunkest way you keep the guns there 

Now you must be 'cause decided to come back 

You can't even breathe the way you suffocate your lung stag 

Fake MC's haul ass like they runnin' track 

Where ever Canibus or Rakim is at 

 

Let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Naw, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Ra, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Naw, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

 

Naw, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Ra, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Naw, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Come on Ra, let me bust 'em 

Yo Bis, let me punish 'em 

 

Be ready and at ya best the celebrity match of death 

Heart snatched through your chest, cardiac arrest 

Crack your neck while I break your arms, catch your breath 

Then I asked the ref, how many cats is left? 

One on one, who challenging? Come get did 

All I have is a pen and punish you kids 

Abdomen punctured and look what I did to his wig 

Wanna live then I stab 'em in the lung with his rib 

 

Every word I say detach a vertebrae from your spine 

Rematch wherever we meet at, any place anytime 

Get your snot-box smashed with a 9 

Smacked with a rhyme, push your forehead to the back of your mind 

Try to explain what it's like seeing your brain 

Your insane, soon to be ID'ed as remains 

Then I reincarnate 'em and kill 'em again 

Again and again, again and again 

 

Let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Naw, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Ra, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Naw, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

 

Naw, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Ra, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Naw, let me bust 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Come on Ra, let me bust 'em 

Yo Bis, let ne punish 'em 

 

Yo, yo, yo 

The battle started with a grapple, he had real long hair 

So a grabbed a hand full and chopped 'em in the Adams-apple 

His partner in back of you tried to attack you 

So I'ma twist 'em up like a pret-zel then I'ma tag you 

I'm on some stone cold shit, warn your whole click 

Cartilage get blown until the whole bone split 

Who wanna spit, bang quick, strangle 'em wit his lip 

He tried to flip but I left his body danglin' 

 

You left 'em danglin', I can't believe he wanna grapple again 

I swung 'em around like I was dancing wit 'em 

Put his arms in back of his head and snapped 'em again 

Then I grabbed his limbs and put in the figure-6 subtracted from 10 

Seven birds, make 'em swerve 'til their vision is blurred 

Turn cats that souped from superb to nerds 

Just say the word, I'll leave your DNA on the curb 

And stick my dick in your ear and fuck what you heard 

 

Let me finish 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Ra, let me finish 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Naw, let me finish 'em 

Naw, I'ma punish 'em 

Come on Ra, let me finish 'em 

Yo Bis, I'ma gonna put the end to it 

Writer:

Copyright: Song Discussions Is Protected By U.s. Patent 9401941. Other Patents Pending.

Are you remember?


Cirice

Artist: Ghost