Salute
Canibus Lyrics

The war drums sound like a hundred guns fired at once
The intensity of the drums resembles a barrage of gunfire

For an entire month
This intensity is sustained for a lengthy period

Can-I-Bus?
Asking if his skill is doubted

You know you can
Affirming his ability

Involuntary muscle spasm assassin busts with a passion
His witty punchlines are delivered with a fervor beyond his control

Listen to how Canibus re-enact this
Challenging his audience to pay close attention to his lyrical delivery

Poor rappers fall victim to the metaphor master
Lesser rappers are unable to keep up with his clever comparisons

Drill your ass raw for ice core data
He'll dig deep into his subject matter, getting to the core of things

An earthquake machine being powered by a crystal
His powerful impact is fueled by a rare and precious source

Scalene in hydro, no pulse signal
He operates in a unique manner, undetectable by normal means

Lyrically wave-theory like Timothy Leary
He uses complex and unconventional techniques to convey his message

So you don't have to understand me to hear me, you feel me?
His passion is palpable even if you don't fully comprehend his message

Barely, the quickening happens in between
The magic occurs in the spaces between his words

In the Elohim Lord Lizard King with the Ripper conditioning
He assumes the persona of a powerful and deadly force

Partitioning with the Fischer King eating chicken wings
Drawing inspiration from a chess champion and enjoying a casual snack

My fingertips are glistening but I'm listening
He's honing his craft while staying aware of his surroundings

Yeah, the master observes how rappers use vernacular
He studies his peers to improve his own skills

To fail to capture the meaning attached to the words
He sees others misusing language and failing to convey their intended message

Hip-Hop ? career suicide
He acknowledges the risks associated with a career in music

Killer Ripper spits to the sustained pitch mixed and chopped
He delivers his bars with consistency and precision

To add a counter point, mix a master that drops
He balances his delivery with the overarching structure of the song

Complex and confusing, I'm laughing because it's hot
He revels in the excitement of pushing boundaries and challenging his listeners

The super duper uber music conductor producer from the future
He's positioning himself as a visionary and master of his craft

Stuff tubas with gun powders to improvise bazookas
He's resourceful and inventive in creating his art

Colder than killer cobras over Jehovah
He's more ruthless and powerful than even the deadliest snakes

Delta soldiers in blimp balloon gondolas with stealth motors
He's taking on a military persona, engaging in covert operations

They watch over us, told me where to go
His superiors guide him in his mission

But I can only take both of us so you better soldier up
He can only do so much, so his followers better pick up the slack

Size, activity, location, unit
He's reciting military jargon associated with planning a mission

Time and equipment: What you going to do with it?
He's questioning how effectively his followers will use their resources

Salute, that's what they do when I rip it
He's commanding the respect of his followers with his skills

I proved it, I did it, "D-R Period" was in the booth when I spit it
He's bragging about his accomplishments and the big names he's worked with

Bread and Butter, Nigga
A victory cry, emphasizing his success

Beyond Canibus motherfucker, broken Language the hustler
He's more than just his stage name, he's a skilled lyricist

Starboard rudder, the Coast Guard Cutter
He's mixing nautical terms with an air of authority

I'm the studio night-owl, stress give me white eyebrows
He's hard-working and dedicated to perfecting his craft

Who the fuck I got to fight with now?
He's constantly challenging himself and seeking new rivals

Yeah, conspicuous characters creep through America
He's painting a picture of nefarious elements invading society

With a killer chemical in a canister called Canibus
He's referencing his own power as a potent force

Crazy as crystal communicate correct signal
His insanity makes him more effective at communicating his message

They call it criminal, I call it lyrical
His words may be considered dangerous, but he sees them as art

Call the Commissioner I'm going to crucify the Christian Caligula
He's proclaiming his power and laying waste to his enemies

Like they crucified M.C. Christopher
He's drawing parallels between himself and Jesus, who was also persecuted for his message

I cast the Canibus symbol in the crowd
He's marking his territory and asserting his dominance over his followers

If there's beef on the ground, I'm going to carve the cow
He's unafraid to confront his detractors with a brutal response

Now, smuggle contraband through the canal
He's describing a covert operation, perhaps in the drug trade

I check my clip on my chamber, sharpshooter style
He's preparing for combat and ensuring he's ready for whatever comes his way

La Costa Nostra, deep like Deepak Chopra
He's making references to organized crime and spirituality

I kick your door down in loafers
He's confident in his abilities, even when he's not fully equipped for battle

.45 in the holster, A.K. in the baby stroller
He's prepared for violence in any situation, even while looking after a child

Babies with baking soda, my lady in the Rover
He's painting a picture of a drug-dealing lifestyle, with his partner and child caught up in it

A midget with dreadlocks down to his toes
He's introducing a new character, odd yet intriguing

With flows I expose what nobody knows
He's confident in his abilities to uncover hidden truths and convey them to his audience