Stomp On Ya Brain
(专辑: Melatonin Magik - 2010)
[Intro/Chorus: Canibus] "If you can't walk the
walk," nah don't even try it When I'm wired, I
spit fire And come stomp on your brain, brain, brain... [Verse 1: Canibus] Yo! What about hip-hop, is so interesting? Emcees battle for respect, it's intensive Spit rhymes while I
shimmy up the
cliff side Before you ask why I'm tryin to show you where Rip died The
questions give me more insight into your mind than them whack rhymes I
hear you recitin all the
time Restore and re-establish it, revive it, revamp it Refresh yourself with something organic, and mechanic Verses be so strong they are generally interpreted wrong Prone to correspond their responses from the
songs Mr. Motherfuckin Know-It-All, bet you ten gold banola bars I'm smarter then those fifth graders are The
writing technique is from a
lion-headed beast Sciatic nerve got me spittin automatic words Ideas eliminated in the
order they were created amid specative language about how I
even made it Rebel without a
cause, spittin ten billion bars to the
cold corpse cellophane wrapped on the
floor There's more, I
declare war, bomb 'em! Pound after pound I
come stomp on 'em [Chorus] [Verse 2: Journalist] We bite without barkin, you just a
target I
shot darts and stomp on your brain in Doc Martins with boats shoes, so crude, my pardon Soon as the
clock startin, show moves I
got from old dudes who used to smoke Kools by the
carton Set fire to you, I'm the
arson Was clappin at cats, before they applauded for John Carson Anybody with good sense, know the
footprints solemn leads is from the
Air Max 93's 'til everything you see is Siamese I've been stompin since chicks from Martin was buyin reeds We stomp on your cane, and sell it to niggaz The
niggaz stomp on your brain Who wanna tangle with the
black orangutang? I
came to bang, it ain't a
thang Name a
name he'll be history Nothin more than a
mystery, a
Stephen King novel Either they ain't been watchin or they need a
clean goggle to follow the
footsteps of the T
Rex, detect whoever leap next from a
speed jet without a
parachute Turn you into carrot soup troop [Chorus] [Verse 3: Canibus] The
duck-billed dino was eaten by the
eighty ton rhino A
very long time ago Soul, rock and roll, RTJ double-oh Now you know nigga, lock and load How can I
create the
right sentence to help explain how it feels when a
whack emcee rhymes for Germaine? Don't be a
water brain, make you spit your rhymes in quarantine Put you up against War Machine Sixty second rounds, keep your metaphors clean Sleepwalk when I
dream, spit Listerine green The
(Microphone Fiend) on the
scene Call on them scream, he might break you off a
sixteen Laser beam lyrics comin at you at an altered speed The
(Altered Beast) don't pause for the
beat This is lyrical law, you will be among the
first to compete to run, walk or crawl over beats The
goal is too tall to reach, can't touch the
Spit Boss' feet You pole vault into a
wall of defeat I
love Biggie cause I
know what he means When he told you, "It was all a
dream" [Chorus]