Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Spartibus, artist - Canibus. Album song Rip The Jacker Instrumentals, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.07.2009
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
Spartibus |
Spartibus |
Yeah, this is Spartibus |
Yo, yo, yo |
You wanna spar with Bus, then let’s get started, cuz |
Atomic thrusts turn you into cosmic dust |
Bomb your borders with Japanese Spigot mortars |
Recompose your composition to sawdust |
Time is breath, breath is life, life is light |
Light is no less than capital C on the mic |
Beneath the mirage of night, I’ll attack you twice |
Prepare the river sacrifice for my ritual rites |
Reinforce my habitual likes and dislikes |
Then diss you on the mic 'cause I’m sick of the hype |
No one’s ever written what I write, compare the calligraphy type |
Tell me yo, how can I not be nice? |
The royal semen of Caesar frozen in a cryofreezer |
On sale for seven figures per milliliter |
Lethally illegal, I speak to the people |
In the form of an eagle on top of the Thebes Cathedral |
With boundless knowledge like hairless Dalai Lamas |
With linen garments neatly wrapped around armpits |
With monasteries in the mountains |
Trumpets have already sounded, you can’t denounce my crown bitch |
Any MC that disagree with me, wave your arm |
Any MC that disagree with me, wave your arm |
Any MC that disagree with me, wave your arm |
Any MC that disagree with me, wave your arm |
Now tear it up y’all and bless the mic for the gods |
This game is Chinese chess |
Countless issues need to be addressed before the East nukes the West |
Totalitarianistic cause and effect |
Run the words through a decompressor, recompress the depth |
Canibus is the most explosive next to meth |
The inconsistency of the text makes me complex |
Pay attention to Bis, my intention is this |
Leave you spatially adrift, suspended in the abyss |
Marijuana plant owner, smell my aroma |
Contract scirrhous carcinoma and retinoblastoma |
Confederate federal general, the electric general |
FCC, omni-directional antenna poles |
IFF, identification friend or foe |
This areas restricted, don’t let 'em through |
He’ll mock your style, rock you to the ground |
With the bite force of a Sarcosuchus crocodile |
Travel a fiber optic mile before you can smile |
So don’t ask me why and don’t ask how |
Any MC that disagree with me, wave your arm |
Any MC that disagree with me, wave your arm |
Now tear it up y’all and bless the mic for the gods |
Until I’m impressed with the print, I can hear a pin drop like Sprint |
Once it blends I can stop right then |
Quantum coupling mechanisms and technical shit |
Confuses you, but I don’t think you’re any less of a dick |
Just define what is poetry and what is rap |
I demonstrate how to effectively bridge the gap |
The answer is simple in fact |
If the protons don’t attack the retina, all we’d ever see is black |
No ability, no extraocular motility |
Silly MCs can’t see me lyrically or visually |
They’ll never be better than me |
I’ll triple team 'em with a trinity severed in 3 and give 'em 9 enemies |
Climb back to periscope depth in 2 hours |
Surrender and throw in the towel |
The amalgam of the ultimate album, this is Spartibus power |
Any MC that disagree with me, wave your arm |
Any MC that disagree with me, wave your arm |
Any MC that disagree with me, wave your arm |
Any MC that disagree with me, wave your arm |
Now tear it up y’all and bless the mic for the gods |