Текст песни It's No Other Than.. - Canibus
[Intro:
Canibus]
It's
no
other
than
It's
no
other
than
No
other
than
Canibus
on
the
microphone
It's
no
other
than
(Canibus)
No
other
than
Canibus
on
the
mic
This
got
to
be
the
biggest
track
I
ever
touched
in
my
life
Like
the
club
can't
breathe
'cause
I'm
clutching
too
tight
You
'bout
to
see
a
live
Canibus
eruption
tonight
Thugs
in
black,
bitches
in
white
I've
got
the
olive
green
marine
fatigues
off
for
sensitive
like
Took
my
time
with
the
rhyme
to
build,
I'm
alive
and
well
Got
that
seven
figure
dollar
smell
Take
a
chance
baby,
not
Chanel
She
come
check
me
at
the
telly
in
a
mini
with
the
longest
L
As
soon
as
she
got
there,
the
block
got
cleared
The
bitch
volunteered
brains,
and
she
didn't
stop
there
Hot
and
fierce,
she
was
not
prepared
Pounding
her
upside-down
from
the
top
of
the
stairs
'Til
the
pressure
started
popping
her
ears
She
thought
it
would
last
forever
but
I
told
her
I
was
dropping
this
year
[Chorus]
(Canibus)
I
can't
stay
long,
I'm
on
my
way
to
the
bank
But
while
I'm
here
I'd
like
to
thank
Canibus
supporters,
they
knew
the
time
Ask
them,
"Whose
the
nigga
with
the
dopest
rhymes?"
Yo,
bring
it
back
one
more
time
And
ask
them,
"Whose
the
nigga
with
the
dopest
rhymes?"
I
bus'
lines
like
public
transportation
The
rhymes
always
on
time
when
I
say
shit
I'll
give
you
vertigo,
murder
the
flow
My
voice
travel
like
that
smell
when
they
burning
the
'dro
On
the
tour
bus
they
searching
the
coach
In
the
airport
they
searching
my
coat,
they
say
they
searching
for
dope
'Legal
Drug
Money'
stickers
on
the
back
of
my
bag
The
only
artefact
from
my
past
that
I
still
have
I'm
a
brand
new
man,
with
a
brand
new
plan
Talking
to
bitches
nude-tanning
in
the
Cancun
sands
[Chorus]
(Canibus)
I
play
the
nine,
you
play
the
target
You
all
know
my
name
so
I
guess
I'll
just
start
this
I'm
so
swift
and
that's
a
natural
fact
I'm
like
Rip,
I'll
mark
a
'C'
on
your
back
Yo,
follow
me
into
a
solo,
to
get
the
flow
That
you
can
picture
like
a
photo
They
say
I'm
shallow,
I
never
learned
to
swim
But
they
mention
my
name
'cause
I
got
the
urge
to
win
Tell
me
who's
your
weed
man,
how
you
smoke
so
good?
You're
a
superstar
baby,
why
you
still
in
the
hood?
Damn,
I
hate
to
brag
but
you
know
I'm
good
If
a
mic
was
a
gun
I'd
be
Bis
Eastwood
Bandaging
emcees,
oxygen
they
can't
breathe
Mad
tricks
up
the
sleeve
wear
boxers
so
my
dick
can
breathe
Hip
Hop
is
my
drug
I
even
got
a
mask
and
gloves
to
bust
slugs,
one
love
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