Curb Your Ego - Canibus, Canibus feat. Seven Spherez

Yo it’s the murder prequel serving heat at the third degree, bro

You rappers need to stay in your lane, and curb your ego

Hurt the beat, burning MC’s with the verbal free-flow

You rappers need to stay in your lane, and curb your ego X2

It’s the ravenous rap savages, damaging wack amateurs

Trapped in a black cavern, the hazardous track ravellers

Snap on you cats, snack on you rappers that act fabulous

Backing Jack, when I flatten twats in their jacked amulets

Fantabulous, feel the wrath of these gas canisters

All you rappers with lax to the track landed with Canibus

Handle this biz right, spit light, like the hammer click

The only time you shoot with those cannons is snap camera pics

Rap vandalist, with his hand on the can, angling

Dangling off the building, revealing the craft’s manuscript

Planning shit with candles, ripping anarchist with ganja lit

Popping tags, till I’m fucking drowning in Mandarin

Hand in the throne, battle your clique while I stand on my own

But rappers are running from me like I’m standing here banging the chrome

My hand when he strangle a clone

The seven we gang to the bone

Step into the cypher get beheaded like Ann Boleyn

Aight, enough about him, let’s talk about me

'cause every now and then I gotta speak my piece

I could curb my own ego and still get it off

When I walk I break off chunks of Himalayan salt

I receive my blessings from projecting my love

I’d rather do that than stain swords with blood

Easy-peasy rice and cheesy but don’t get touchy-feely

Get punched in the neck for being greedy

My living quarters are cold with poisonous mold

Been living down here since zero years old

In the name of the Creator, I rose

Remove the millstone from my own neck bones, so i can spit what I wrote

In return, I was enhanced manifold and saw spiritual growth

For you to find out and for me to know

How I weld words together, separately plasma cut into letters

A ripper forever, nobody do it better