Bis Vs. Rip Lyrics - Canibus

[Rip] 

Yo, you fuckin' hate me, you fuckin' lock me in the basement 

And you still want me to protect you - it doesn't make sense 

Can-I-Bitch. I supported you like a weight bench 

Without me you're defenseless you better face it 

You ain't show me love when you was at your apex 

Getting paychecks up at the radio with DMX and Flex 

Catching wreck while Noreaga was catching his breath 

I had to keep the situation in check 

Look at the vericose veins in my neck, Jermaine is the best 

The industry fucked you, I'm just paying 'em back 

What's the matter with slayin' jackers? That's all I've been doin' 

Besides talkin' shit I ain't done nothin' to 'em 

They just mad 'cause when I see 'em I don't run up to 'em 

Between me and you, yo you know I run right through 'em 

[Bis] 

Calm down 

[Rip] 

Who you telling to calm down nigga, I'm a ripper remember? 

I told you not to do "Gone Til November." 

But you wouldn't listen. I always had your best interests in mind 

I wrote all your best lyrical lines 

If it wasn't for me you'd be writin' pitiful lines 

On stage if you was tired, I was spittin' sometimes 

Nobody knew you bit off my rhymes 

I would just be quiet, stand to the side and let that shit ride 

But I'm getting tired of having to remind you Bis 

If it wasn't for me nobody would've signed you Bis 

[Bis] 

What?! Man, why you trippin', you know it's a crazy business 

You a lying ass bitch and you know it 

Group Home was part my company, I co-owned it 

If its one thing I learned in show biz 

Stay focused and don't quit Rip 

Why you talkin' 'bout old shit? 

[Rip] 

Germaine, you fuckin' water brain 

Don't you understand, fuck the mainstream 

You should just call out names 

The industry's all about game 

I shit on 'em all the same 

And I leave spit stains on their brain 

Like liquid chocolate spilling over their new white trainers 

Insane is an understatement, I'm Satan 

Canibus is amazing, I don't know what the fuck Germain is 

I just know that both of y'all are trying my patience 

I don't give a fuck about a beat, I've been rhyming for ages 

Rippers are dangerous. All jackers are afraid of us 

You wanna face me Bis? Kick a rhyme! 

[Bis] 

That's ridiculous 

[Rip] 

A'ight then, listen to mine 

I jump in a costume impromptu just to rob you 

Put the nozzle to your eye ball and tell you what not to do 

Rip your tonsils out through your nostrils 

Bury you next to shark fossils 

Make it impossible to find you 

Depths that Jacque Cousteau himself wouldn't dare to dive to 

With goggles, oxygen bottles and Doppler effect modules 

Lock you in a time capsule, smash the console 

Shit on you in reverse and suck you in a brown hole 

Suck the power out of your soul 

You're nothing but a coward in the cold freezer with a hour to go 

Watching my Casio stop watch, counting it slow 

Like drug lords checking to see if it's talcum or coke 

I can kill you by drowning the globe 

Or I can just spit inside of a hole and put an ounce in your throat 

In battles I'm a thousand to no. I silenced the Pope 

Do you know how many rhymes I've economically grossed? 

No? I thought so 

Neither do I 

Its a dick between your mother's thighs divided by pi 

I'm the sickest linguistically, illicit lyrical misfit, in the business 

And probably in existence. What's your consensus? 

Study my own syntax statistics since '96 

With CPA certified assistance 

I made a decision that my standards are above precision 

The only thing I can honestly say I love more than women 

Are dope writtens. If it ain't dope then don't spit it 

Don't be sensitive and get on the defensive 

Just practice your penmanship 

If you can't spit at high temperatures then just quit 

Be careful of the tongue it tends to bend to the left 

According to manufacture's specs you'll make a mess 

And rupture the blood vessels in your neck fucking with Rip 

Got millions of blueprints on zip disk 

Stock versions of sick verses that come with conversion kits 

With a course every Thursday that teaches you how to burst like Rip 

You never experienced work like this, Bitch! 

Welcome to the serpentine world where I spit 

The world where I twist, the world that I rip, the world where I live 

[Bis] 

Okay Rip you made your point, I can't out-rap you 

You said you was the illest, I would never doubt that too 

A lot of these rappers is jealous that's why they attack you 

They think you the best, that's why they wanna battle you 

At the moment of truth I let you design the tattoos 

You are the illest alive. That's a fact that you proved 

Just a couple rappers don't want it to happen for you 

Raggin' on you like battling is all you can do 

You didn't sell enough units to be honest with you 

Nobody knows the truth, you got talent out the gazoo 

When niggas first heard you it was like "Man on the Moon" 

You got dissed by a legend but you damaged him too 

So what if the ladies think he's more handsome than you 

What happens if the rumors about being a faggot are true? 

Look what it's running into 

I don't feel like having this discussion with you 

I'm tired of fucking with you 

Niggas in the game don't wanna do nothing with you 

Bussin' with you. Going one on one with who? 

They wanna get rid of you. Shit is too lyrical 

Headhunters out to get you. That's why I had to protect you 

I wouldn't disrespect you as another intellectual 

Without you I'm unsuccessful 

God bless you 

What makes you think I left you or why I'd ever be tempted to? 

Ever since my third album I've been mentioning you 

I got your name on my arm, I'm representing you 

You Rip the Jacker. I would never question you 

I respect your opinion as a professional nigga 

I just want you to listen to what I'm telling you 

What happened between L and you, forget it 

People know you won the battle, they will give you the credit 

A lot of people don't want to admit it 

But I consider it a real privilege 

To bear witness to your lyrics and be involved in sharing the merits 

I'm forever indebted 

I just need you to chill for a second so I can send a positive message 

Like Tupac before he left us 

The author of the work ethic Genesis 

Has inspired me to write the ExeBis scripts 

As a constant reminder not to forget Bis 

But I've reached a precipice 

Remember Rip 

You can't rhyme forever, there's always somebody with better shit 

I keep you out the public eye for a reason 

You're a commodity Rip. Ain't that how you wanna keep it? 

I keep your whereabouts secret 

I bring bitches to the crib every weekend so why is you beefin'? 

[Rip] 

Ayo, stop patronizing me 

You despise me 

All you wanna do is steal rhymes from me 

You constantly keep me behind walls of concrete 

Lock me in the basement like a fuckin zombie 

If I was a priority 

You'd acknowledge me 

You ain't shit neither, you ain't got no college degree 

You can't rhyme without me 

Stop smiling at me 

Give me the keys to the garage, I need to borrow the Jeep 

Get the fuck out my face Bis!