[Canibus]
Yours truly, sing like the shaman of the Jupi //
The Sifu Sufi out the Jet Li movie //
We put rhymes to beats, apply the heat //
They had to wake from sleep and find the street //
Beats comb the surface for Cloak 'N Dagga's hidden verses //
Do not disturb it, do not unearth it //
You won't live long enough to make a decision //
'Cause your Indiglo watch gave away your position //
The God Squad magistrate silverback-apes in capes //
How long will the ground attack take? //
Mortar shell loud-sound base crack the gates //
The ground shakes, the brown paste is now in your face //
Give you astronaut vertigo, watch the land go vertical //
'Til there's no view of the Earth at all //
Tube launch, optic retract, wire, got it //
The Goldilocks System exists and I'mma find it //
Emcees want to battle, first I breathe with 'em //
'Til the beam hit 'em, dehydrate 'em and kill 'em //
Drink from Evian bottles with gasoline in 'em //
My .50 cal. buck you down with extreme rhythm //
My Kevlar cover was my only pot to p*** in //
They air dropped an ounce of pot for the mission //
With Pol Pot precision the a**assination was not permitted //
n****, it was not forgiven //
One shot, one kill, it's so surreal //
When I rhyme the audience stand perfectly still //
With my eighty-pound payload, my right arms weight in gold //
You better run for the safest hole //
With bones and skulls and scaffolds on the wall //
Cold and dark, no emotion at all //
Very revolutionary //
My pituitary is a Blueberry that produces energy //
Wake up, you never get over the dream //
Run your lips through a laser-beam sewing machine //
Cloak 'N Dagga dream trackers, feet like Frodo Baggins //
Body bag them, Tombstone toe-tag them //
Cloak 'N Dagga //
Yours truly, sing like the shaman of the Jupi //
The Sifu Sufi out the Jet Li movie //
We put rhymes to beats, apply the heat //
They had to wake from sleep and find the street //
Beats comb the surface for Cloak 'N Dagga's hidden verses //
Do not disturb it, do not unearth it //
You won't live long enough to make a decision //
'Cause your Indiglo watch gave away your position //
The God Squad magistrate silverback-apes in capes //
How long will the ground attack take? //
Mortar shell loud-sound base crack the gates //
The ground shakes, the brown paste is now in your face //
Give you astronaut vertigo, watch the land go vertical //
'Til there's no view of the Earth at all //
Tube launch, optic retract, wire, got it //
The Goldilocks System exists and I'mma find it //
Emcees want to battle, first I breathe with 'em //
'Til the beam hit 'em, dehydrate 'em and kill 'em //
Drink from Evian bottles with gasoline in 'em //
My .50 cal. buck you down with extreme rhythm //
My Kevlar cover was my only pot to p*** in //
They air dropped an ounce of pot for the mission //
With Pol Pot precision the a**assination was not permitted //
n****, it was not forgiven //
One shot, one kill, it's so surreal //
When I rhyme the audience stand perfectly still //
With my eighty-pound payload, my right arms weight in gold //
You better run for the safest hole //
With bones and skulls and scaffolds on the wall //
Cold and dark, no emotion at all //
Very revolutionary //
My pituitary is a Blueberry that produces energy //
Wake up, you never get over the dream //
Run your lips through a laser-beam sewing machine //
Cloak 'N Dagga dream trackers, feet like Frodo Baggins //
Body bag them, Tombstone toe-tag them //
Cloak 'N Dagga //