Show N' Prove

(Canibus_

Not you burnt out yet? Aye, let's work up a sweat

Canibus ain't even finished with his verse yet

Let's be pragmatic, you're a sociopathic rap addict

Probably the best fashion if you have it

Diarrhoea in the vocal booth, this nigga don't know what to do

The only one he open up to is you

I said I write a hundred rhymes, he said he wrote one rhyme a hundred times

But it never sound tougher than mines

Spit a rhyme like Nasty Nas

Like Jaheim, Jadakiss to Jay-Z when he was on Jive

When Wolf died I was with Busta Rhymes

So much time passed I just can't adjust all the time

Here is the bread, here is the blood

There are fifty thugs in the room here's what we done

Crashed the mothership, the brothers of the UnderGods recovered it

Do you prefer public or private punishment, motherfucker