Lyrics:

Artist: Canibus
Album: Rip the Jacker
Song: Spartibus
Producer: Stoupe
Time: 4:00

(Canibus)
Yeah
This is Spartibus

(Canibus)
You want to spar with 'Bus? Then let's get started 'cause
Atomic thrust 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
To 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 cryo-freezer
On sale for seven figures per millimetre
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

(Canibus)
The 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 owners smell my aroma
Contract sycosis sarcoma and retinoblastoma
Confederate federal General Lee electric general
FCC omni-directional antenna poles
IFF, identification, friend or foe
This area's restricted, don't let him 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

(Canibus)
Till 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 if it did
Just define what is poetry and what is rap
I'll 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 extra-ocular motility
Silly emcees can't see me lyrically or visually
They'll never be better than me
I'll triple team them with the Trinity severed in three and give them nine enemies
Climb back to periscope depth in two hours, Surrender and throw in the towel
The amalgam of the ultimate album, this is Spartibus power

*Rakim samples from Paid in Full's 'My Melody'
Any MC that disagree with me just wave your arm (4x)
Now tear it up y'all, and bless the mic for the gods