[Chorus: Canibus & Phoenix Orion] X2
'H' is for the Head
'T' is for the Trauma
'R' is for the Wreck shop
Here comes the Unabomber
'H' is for the Head
'T' is for the Trauma
'R' is for the Wreckshop
I'ma bring the drama
[Verse One: Phoenix Orion]
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, H.T.R. we bang-bang
Marcy we slang things, Brooklyn we got gangs
Head Trauma runnin' things
Hot cars, guns and things
Wifey got the diamond rings
I bless my Queen with all the bling
You want them jewels, I gotchu!
Lift fools, out they shoes
Make your homey spiritual
Then embalm your physical
And body bag your dude
I know my streets is rude
I'm 'bout to eat y'all for food
Hannibal, cannibal, animal, call me manipal
The street corner cat, nickel and dime store rap
With the Tommy gun attack, brrt.!brrt.!
When Head Trauma bring the drama, get back, get back
Dogs fall back; do the dance 'Lean Back'
Dice and Mack on the track, H.T.R. where you at?
High rollers holla back, holla back
Marcy, Brooklyn, BX on the city of sin, high rollin'!
[Chorus: Canibus & Phoenix Orion] X2
[Verse Two: Canibus]
'H' is for the head where the dreams are kept //
'T' is for the tourniquet wrapped around my leg //
'R' is for the color of the blood that I bled //
Don't give a f*** what I said 'cause we brothers 'til the end //
You got mine, I got yours, we survived five tours //
n****, you my dog, four of them was my wars //
When I seen them I cry and bawl 'til my eyes get sore //
I'm trying to get my life back on course //
'H' is for the horror //
'T' is for the trauma //
'R' is for the rockets on the radar Doppler //
'H' is for the Hades //
'T' is for the training //
My rhumetism acts up when it starts raining //
Got to get past the pain and keep rapping //
Mathematic magic make me a microphone a**assin //
Rap so loud, rap with a growl //
Rap like I'm trying to block the whole world out //
If I don't know what to say, I don't say nothing //
But if I don't know what to bus', I'mma keep bussin' //
Steel-fist lines trigger grasshopper-mines //
For fifty yards at a time when I spit rhymes //
In the daytime people look through my shaded blinds //
I tell them I've got to take my time //
Investigate, draw the name on the template //
Search, segregate, silence, meditate //
Speed to the rear, safe-guard, interrogate //
Slap you in the face, show you how lyrics taste //
I'mma order steak so don't act like a ape //
Or I'mma never take you on another dinner date //
[Chorus: Canibus & Phoenix Orion] X2
'H' is for the Head
'T' is for the Trauma
'R' is for the Wreck shop
Here comes the Unabomber
'H' is for the Head
'T' is for the Trauma
'R' is for the Wreckshop
I'ma bring the drama
[Verse One: Phoenix Orion]
Chitty Chitty Bang Bang, H.T.R. we bang-bang
Marcy we slang things, Brooklyn we got gangs
Head Trauma runnin' things
Hot cars, guns and things
Wifey got the diamond rings
I bless my Queen with all the bling
You want them jewels, I gotchu!
Lift fools, out they shoes
Make your homey spiritual
Then embalm your physical
And body bag your dude
I know my streets is rude
I'm 'bout to eat y'all for food
Hannibal, cannibal, animal, call me manipal
The street corner cat, nickel and dime store rap
With the Tommy gun attack, brrt.!brrt.!
When Head Trauma bring the drama, get back, get back
Dogs fall back; do the dance 'Lean Back'
Dice and Mack on the track, H.T.R. where you at?
High rollers holla back, holla back
Marcy, Brooklyn, BX on the city of sin, high rollin'!
[Chorus: Canibus & Phoenix Orion] X2
[Verse Two: Canibus]
'H' is for the head where the dreams are kept //
'T' is for the tourniquet wrapped around my leg //
'R' is for the color of the blood that I bled //
Don't give a f*** what I said 'cause we brothers 'til the end //
You got mine, I got yours, we survived five tours //
n****, you my dog, four of them was my wars //
When I seen them I cry and bawl 'til my eyes get sore //
I'm trying to get my life back on course //
'H' is for the horror //
'T' is for the trauma //
'R' is for the rockets on the radar Doppler //
'H' is for the Hades //
'T' is for the training //
My rhumetism acts up when it starts raining //
Got to get past the pain and keep rapping //
Mathematic magic make me a microphone a**assin //
Rap so loud, rap with a growl //
Rap like I'm trying to block the whole world out //
If I don't know what to say, I don't say nothing //
But if I don't know what to bus', I'mma keep bussin' //
Steel-fist lines trigger grasshopper-mines //
For fifty yards at a time when I spit rhymes //
In the daytime people look through my shaded blinds //
I tell them I've got to take my time //
Investigate, draw the name on the template //
Search, segregate, silence, meditate //
Speed to the rear, safe-guard, interrogate //
Slap you in the face, show you how lyrics taste //
I'mma order steak so don't act like a ape //
Or I'mma never take you on another dinner date //
[Chorus: Canibus & Phoenix Orion] X2