Firm - All The Kings Horses Lyrics
[Featuring Canibus]Nas:You ever dance with the devil under the pale moonlight.Desperados. Travlin. What the *****s up son. We coulddo this word up we could this.Chrous:Spendin to many nights on the hyena gettin rightBreakin big face bennies, bettin against the freindly diceI can't call it, It's goin to good to spoil itTell it like it is, the raw shanala we bough itTo many nights on the hyena gettin rightBreakin big face bennies, bettin against the freindly diceI can't call it, It's goin to good to spoil itTell it like it is, the raw shanala we bough itCanibus:At a thousand degree Celsius I make MCs melt*****in my record label I appear courtesy of my selfLet me explain how I maintain thresh holes to painI walk across the sun bearfoot lookin for shameI rearrange your rib cage like a 12 gauge at close rangeAnd change the poistion of your frameMy hard raps penetrates through your hard hats and all that niggaGet ya wig pealed backI scalpe you like the Indians on horse backRunning bull will hit you harder than running backStunning man with brave and cunning rapSwiftly running laps around 48 tracksLike uncut crack you feines keep coming backHeads is flippin like acrobats on gym matsFrom wacks to antelope tapes to digital decksIt's critacal black that Canibus is ill like thatIn fact perhaps you should quit rapInstead of always tryin ta dis factAnd niggas keep tellin you that ya shits wackI rip raftsHardcore raps rushin you to the floor matPut you in the figure fourth, breakin taw ratsJump of the top turn buckuler land on your backTil I hear it snaple, crakle, the ref says chill blackYou get clap
