No Stoppin’ Us lyrics

[Canibus]
Yo, yo
I wreck that sh*t, mic check that sh*t
Canibus, n*gga, he the best that spit
Step on stage, and pace left or right
Like a lion, ready to bite, you dying tonight
More lines to your forehead than Brian McKnight
A thousand watt voice box, I’ma fry them tonight
I be sh*tting on sight, meticulous with the mic
It’s a mic, but I rip it like a palm in the knife
Lyricist that don’t lounge, break a n*gga down
Says you iced out? You can keep the swelling down
Lift you off the ground with choke-hold ‘till your b*tch screams
“Let him down, he’s a Micclub member now”
Beat you with my brow, force you to speak loud
Like, “motha f*ckas, give me fifty bars right now”
I’m thе king of the pack, bringing it back
Tell the queen of thе bride, “come sit on my lap”

[Canibus]
You civilian maggots ain’t ready for the illest rappers
Allied metaphors of the joint access
COM putative compliance of the rhyme science
Protected by the Micclub security advisors

[Canibus]
Too violent to tame, wolf bane pumps through my veins
Put emcees to shame, the lyrical linguist
Spitting colloquial English, like “Who art thou?”
Bow to the ten inch di*k, suckith it