Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Die Slow, artist - Canibus.
Date of issue: 31.12.1999
Song language: English
Die Slow |
Yea |
(Die Slow) 2x |
Fuck ya’ll |
(Die Slow) 2x |
Die Slow nigga |
(Die Slow) |
(Canibus) |
Yo You against me. |
No contest |
My tongue hydraulics |
Strong enough to flip a 64 impala with 3 adult passengers |
and a 4 hundred pound driver |
And drown you in less than an ounce of your own saliva |
Rubberface rappers get, stretched like elastic |
Claymation characters wit verbal vernacular |
Slappin’ya, like a white water rafter |
Or a Olympic kayaker, paddlin’across the Niagara |
My afterburners’ll be burnin’you after |
Ya’body already been splashed with acid |
And you turn to ashes |
Assassins camouflauged in the grass blastin' |
Leavin’blood all over ya’lady like Jackie O’Nassis |
I’ll fly ya’body outta Dallas |
Perform plastic surgery while we airborne and switch caskets |
Then lie to the masses |
I’ll tell’em that you got murdered over some East West beef, between rappers |
Radio stations’ll express they sadness |
Play classics back to back and pass out Stop The Violence pamphlets |
Just imagine, every night ya’girls fuckin’ya’best friend |
While you in hell throwin’tantrums |
I’ll be lampin’in a mansion somewhere out in the Hamptons |
Givin’some pretty ass bitch a spankin' |
Nigga you can’t win |
I’m laughin’cause you a has been |
You’ll never get ya’groove back |
So don’t even bother askin', Angela Bassett |
You’ll just get ya’ass kicked |
Get ya’head chopped off and dropped in a basket |
My left arms taken but my right ones free |
That means I could diss another muthafuckin’emcee |
Wit rhymes that appear clearer than liquid crystal |
My lyrical is more visual than television screen pixels |
I fire pistols, hit you wit’minature missles |
Riddle ya’body wit’holes then watch the blood sprinkle |
Ya probably had no idea what you was gettin’into |
On the mic, Can-I-Bus is invincible |
Fuck you |
(CONVO 1) |
(Die Slow through out the convo) |
Hey Yo that nigga got an attitude |
Yeah he be actin rude |
And he’s always trynna’battle you |
That last album was terrible |
When he’s on the radio he never got a clean mouth |
Yeah everytime he freestyles, his words be gettin’bleeped out |
You got the album? |
Naw I heard it was weak |
You got the album? |
I said it was weak |
But the shit don’t come out till next week |
Hey Yo I like the nigga’s beats |
Yo that shit be comin’bugged out |
Hey Yo that nigga Bis dumbs out |
He waited too long to come out… |
(Journalist) |
To you bitch niggas who talk alot |
But walk the block, in halter tops |
Left side of ya chest, mark the spot |
That’s where a nigga put it, when i’m hooded |
Then fill you up wit big bullets |
Prepare you for some channel 6 footage |
Know what is, Me and Bis, runnin’through ya courtyard |
Creepin’wit a four-five and reachin for ya door knob |
Throw a gun under ya chin, see how quick your whore rise |
One shot could have a short slide, right out the North side |
Your whole flow is porkrine |
Spit the small oints |
I’m nasty, but my small joints grip the bar point |
Drop on top of the blue line. |
right beside the red one |
Keep the flow fairsome, 'till the day my career done |
Bring it to ya ass if you the challengin type |
Especially those, surroundin’the mic |
Sound of the light |
To the Journ, ya’ll ain’t no suitable spitters |
True to you niggas |
Lay you out on MD’s, recoupin’ya liver |
Shoutin’my name, |
Ya best to control the noise soldier boy |
Or homicide will be all over you poys with Polaroids |
(CONVO 2) |
(Die Slow through out the convo) |
Yea, yo that nigga Journalist gets busy yo I heard he’s from Philly yo I seen him in Bis video |
He’s so skinny tho' |
Now he’s rollin’wit Canibus? |
I don’t even understand his shit |
That nigga sounds like an amaetur |
Yo i heard Jay manage him |
Yo he got some heavy gold shit |
Man, that’s some old shit |
Yea yo the niggas that he roll wit’probably let 'em hold it He got alotta Benji’s — no he don’t! |
Everytime I see him in the back of The Source, he look dingy! |