Lyrics
Song: Behind Enemy Rhymes
Producer: PlusScience
Time: 4: 06
(Canibus)
When the Curriculum storms, Modern rap history is reborn
on CD code in the form of a poem,
Anyone that studies Canibus' past, knows he has the answers
to questions you're probably not advanced enough to ask,
Super advanced faculty math, Chairman of curriculum class,
Eighty-five percentile never pass,
Ten percentile smile and five don't even laugh,
When the chalk's in my hand and I'm drawing up graphs,
I present the contingency plans to the top brass,
They probably think I'm on speed I'm talking so fast,
The body of the rhyme is smooth like Body & Bath,
The summary is more explosive than a meth-lab blast,
My symmetrical shock waves shatter glass,
As my U2-35 rhyme hits critical mass,
'Apocalypse Now', lyrical wrath blow everything off the map,
From green grass to African baobabs,
Spike with electromag 'til aircrafts crash,
CDC in the streets passing out gas masks,
Gorgeous women thank me for the oxygen tank,
Baby, the chevrons on my arm will tell you my rank,
Maybe I'll become another casualty in the field,
They'll engrave my tombstone with Damascus steel,
The best beats in the world couldn't rival my skill,
It's like pouring a cup of water on a million beached whales,
Grand eloquence of an unprecedented scale,
Close your eyes and feel the rhyme because I'm better in Braille,
The Francis Bacon basics, I should reiterate this,
"We rise to great heights by winding staircases"
Lines spiral in a French-curved design,
When the Curriculum storms Behind Enemy Rhymes
(Chorus x2: Canibus)
When the Curriculum storms, this is lyrical law,
Computer programmed bars come out of digital jaws,
This is the toughest course in Hip Hop so far,
Behind Enemy Rhymes when the Curriculum storms,
(Canibus)
Written addendum, Curriculum attention deficit disorder,
Magician flipping them, with serotonin re-uptake
inhibitors that inhibit them from seeing the vision when,
They spit against Bis and them they must want to get dissed again,
I'm sicker than your sixth sense, inhale breaths
through louvers in my chest bigger than wind tunnel vents,
Please believe the ammo is live, a fusillade of rhymes
flies through your ride and gulf stream fuselage,
Blistering speeds fool eyes with fast rhymes,
Setting world records for Nurburgring's fastest lap times,
Get checkered flags for forty-eight tracks of rhymes,
A hundred times with vocal signatures too complex to sign,
Human by design, a mental monster of the mind,
Rhetoric versus reality the reason I rhyme,
Internally inclined to shine, principles of plenitude
I spit at you injure you if you step out of line,
A transcendental intellectual
A marvel to the medical professionals that claim they have more tests to do,
Before they understand what I'm equipped to do,
Visual psychoanalytical living proof that I'll rip you,
I'll rip the roof off like cyclones do,
When the Curriculum storms I'll rip a microphone too,
A molecular miracle in the physical,
My lyrical has always been something different for you to listen to,
Difficult but legible, forever memorable
enough to remain in the membrane of you're mental pool,
I'll train your brain muscles and take you to school,
Hard rocks become gentle jewels, these are the rules,
When you're in a Mic Club mood you never get booed,
Aptitude and attitude are your battling tools,
Stay calm, and spit those bars,
If you find yourself 'Behind Enemy Rhymes' you've got to weather the storm.
(Chorus)
