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cloak n dagga - venomous spit (b.k. anthem) lyrics

[movie sample]
“you become all of a sudden, a mechanical man…”

[intro: canibus]
ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the k-1 boxing tourney
{(yo, black kobra gon’ k!ll ’em)} {(yo, that n-gga, gon’ k!ll that n-gga)}
introducing black kobra, dewey cooper, you get f-cked like kamasutra
all compet-tors, get ready to get severed

guyanese flying knees bust thru pine trees
cantonese ninth degree, muy thai chi
{(black kobra, black kobra, black kobra, black kobra)}

[verse one: canibus]
spellbound jaws, repel down walls
breach the perimeter, take down four guards
shut down alarms, disarm all com’s
n0body moves, n0body get harmed
bloodshot red-eyes, look like two flares
zookeeper stay clear; the bear with blue-hair
stab you in the chest with satan’s bayonette
darth vader versus boba fett; make a bet
i can go toe-to-toe with cold flows
but i don’t go nose-to-nose with no hoes
in the streets lyrically, i provide outreach ministry
for the whole hip-hop industry
i’m on some scorpion king, morpheus thing
break your pinky offa’ the ring then offer to sing
lord of the rings, on the phone orderin’ bling
i’mma clip your wings then bring the coroners in
your body’s numb like, one million scorpion stings
give me one mic, and a cup of coffee to drink
alright, watch the word-termite burn the mic
i rhyme circles around n-ggas: turn right
first name, germaine. last name, audio-slave
hold your breath on my audio wave
want to be brave? dump you in a watery grave
my brigade invade like normandy d-day
instant replay, spray the beats wit’ a a.k
from a sea ray, call the i.a.e.a
hey, jesus, the great can-i-bus just
please us with your lyrical thesis
ll cool g: ladies love cool germaine
i swim wit’ ’em in pools of champagne
perform lyrical yoga, in a pagoda
instruct malaysian silat to special-op soldiers
look me up if you good enough
i keep a hundred plus rhymes on me homey cause i wouldn’t bluff
the mic-god, terabyte ipod
the rap icon that just stepped out of the white fog
guns: i lube ’em up
run ‘fore i shoot ’em up
man, you f-cked
shake ya’ hand, order you a tux
black kobra…

- cloak n dagga lyrics

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