Stop Frontin'

(Canibus)
 When you swing it, make sure you mean it
 Swift knee kick to the penis, that can happen real quick genius
 Satisfaction through an action, old fashioned
 close caption ain't looking at it, that's when it trap you
 The Art of War's the war of art
 Two emcees going in, going off, look how the vocals come off
 Perfect, the beat synchronize to the verses
 Perfect, you are learning to worship the serpent
 At first to servants what we spit seem worthless
 But if you give it urgent, you will witness purpose
 This style of language we challenged, exiled and banish
 They gave it to Keith Murray and Canibus
 I write 'til the ink pen ends
 Yet again, leather hands being held together by rubber bands
 The metaphor approaches, agoraphobic poets protest
 Crush, kill, destroy, stress
 Parabolic electronics
 Listen to far off objects that are more interesting to talk with
 I stock market crash it then park it
 Tax order in my rap office, pays cash on the province
 Soon now very soon, we are going to see the king
 Take off your watch and your rings
 Let me see the floor touch your chin
 You will never touch another microphone again