How We Roll
Panama PI Lyrics


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[Canibus]
I never freestyle for free, without chargin niggaz a fee
It'll cost a brain cell just to cypher with me
I'm the type of MC, that rocks for the glory
I don't give a fuck if you ignore me or camcord me
Freestyle or written, spittin with infinite ammunition
For anybody tryin to go the distance
I promise ya no less than a hundred-thousand kilometres
My bomb threats'll have you evacuatin your continent
I'm barbaric with the alphanumeric
Hittin you with lyrics that separates your body from your spirit
This is for wack niggaz doin shows and shit
Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controllin it
[Rakim: "Drop the mic, you shouldn't be holdin it"]

[Chorus: Panama P.I.]
I roll with the wildest niggaz
West Indian Island niggaz, unemployed jobless niggaz
The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz
Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz

[Canibus]
We savages, snatchin microphones from amateurs
Cause like women who get abortions, I ain't havin it
I rip you, my metaphor content, will split you
Into little, powderlike crystals, so I can sniff you
What I say should be displayed at the Smithsonian
Your rhymes are phonier than cubic zirconias
Have you any idea what I do to crews like you
How many niggaz in my career, I ran through?
Comin afta ya, blastin ya, with the shotgun
Like a front seat passenger
You must be askin fa', some sort of a massacre
I'll attack ya cardiovascular
Shatter you like glass in automobile crashes
When I smash that ass into blackberry molasses
Rip your speaker to ashes, and kick a hole in it
Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controllin it

[Chorus: Panama P.I.]
You see I roll with the wildest niggaz
West Indian Island niggaz, unemployed jobless niggaz
The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz
Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz
See I roll with the wildest niggaz
West Indian Island niggaz, unemployed jobless niggaz
The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz
Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz

[Canibus]
I'm the illest lyricist in America -- MC's can't see me
Cause I'm too quick, for the human retina to regista
I roll up on ya crew quicker than long sleeves
At a +Speed+ that would confuse Keanu Reeves
So ask yourself, who am I?
I'm the illest MC that you ever seen in your fuckin life
I hop into the backseat of a cab and rhyme
Til the meter says 9, 9, 9, 9
Line for line I battle any kind of MC at any time
Whether they signed or unsigned
Wit many lines, more lines than a million pair of Adidas
More lines than the bible quoted from Jesus
More lines than a African herd of zebras
Niggaz just ain't fuckin wit the 'cannabis seteva'
This is for ALL you niggaz doin shows and shit
Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controllin it
(Rakim: "Drop the mic, you shouldn't be holdin it")

[Chorus: Panama P.I.]
See I roll with the wildest niggaz
West Indian Island, unemployed jobless niggaz
The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz
Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz
See I roll with the wildest niggaz
West Indian Island, unemployed jobless niggaz
The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz




Some hostile violent
Chemically... Imbalanced... Nigga!

Overall Meaning

The song "How We Roll" by Panama P.I. featuring Canibus and Rakim is full of strong metaphors and boasts about their skills as MCs. Canibus is very confident in his rapping abilities and charges people to cipher with him. He raps about how he can spit both freestyle and written rhymes for anybody who wants to challenge him. He compares his lyrics to a bomb threat, saying that it will have people evacuating entire continents. The metaphor content in his verses will split anyone he's rapping against into powderlike crystals. Canibus also boasts about being in the crowd while wack MCs are doing shows and threatens to come after them and attack them cardiovascularly.


The chorus is performed by Panama P.I., who raps about rolling with the wildest and most hostile niggaz. These are people who have a history of violence and are chemically imbalanced. Simple words like "unemployed" and "jobless" seem to describe people with no place in society, but Panama P.I. chooses to hang around with them.


Line by Line Meaning

I never freestyle for free, without chargin niggaz a fee
I never perform my skill for free, you must pay if you want to see.


It'll cost a brain cell just to cypher with me
Interacting with me will demand a high level of wit and intelligence.


I'm the type of MC, that rocks for the glory
I'm an artist who performs purely for the recognition and fame.


I don't give a fuck if you ignore me or camcord me
I don't care whether you're paying attention to me or recording me with your camera.


Freestyle or written, spittin with infinite ammunition
Whether it's improvisation or pre-written, I've got unlimited words to use as ammo.


For anybody tryin to go the distance
I'm ready to take on anyone who thinks they can outlast me.


I promise ya no less than a hundred-thousand kilometres
I guarantee to take you on a wild ride over great distances.


My bomb threats'll have you evacuatin your continent
My explosive lyrical power is capable of causing a mass exodus from entire continents.


I'm barbaric with the alphanumeric
I wield and manipulate language in a raw, aggressive, and skillful manner.


Hittin you with lyrics that separates your body from your spirit
My words will strike you so deeply, they will detach you from your physical and emotional being.


This is for wack niggaz doin shows and shit
This is my warning to all the untalented performers out there booking gigs.


Cause I'll be in the crowd if you ain't controllin it
If you're not captivating enough to hold my attention, I'll be mingling in the audience instead.


I roll with the wildest niggaz
I associate with the most intense, extreme, and dangerous people.


West Indian Island niggaz, unemployed jobless niggaz
My crew consists of people from Caribbean islands who are without employment.


The foulest niggaz, who never smile at niggaz
My crew are the most vulgar and mean people around, they don't even try to be friendly.


Some hostile violent, chemically imbalanced niggaz
Some of the people in my circle are prone to aggression and madness due to chemical imbalances.


We savages, snatchin microphones from amateurs
We're ruthless and will take the spotlight from anyone we deem unworthy.


Cause like women who get abortions, I ain't havin it
I'm not willing to put up with or tolerate anything I consider undesirable or inferior.


I rip you, my metaphor content, will split you
My metaphors will cut so deep, they will cause you to break into pieces.


Into little, powderlike crystals, so I can sniff you
My words will shatter you into fine, sniffable pieces.


What I say should be displayed at the Smithsonian
My words are of such a high artistic standard, they should be displayed in the Smithsonian museum.


Your rhymes are phonier than cubic zirconias
Your verses lack authenticity, they're as fake as man-made diamonds.


Have you any idea what I do to crews like you
Do you comprehend the extent of destruction I can bring to crews like yours?


How many niggaz in my career, I ran through?
I've defeated a substantial number of rappers throughout my career.


Comin afta ya, blastin ya, with the shotgun
I'm pursuing you relentlessly, and I'm armed with the deadliest rhymes to take you down.


Like a front seat passenger
I'll be right in your face, there's no escaping my wrath.


You must be askin fa', some sort of a massacre
If you're daring to challenge me, you're asking for a bloody battle.


I'll attack ya cardiovascular
I'll deliver such a severe verbal assault, it will affect your heart and soul.


Shatter you like glass in automobile crashes
I'll break you apart like glass in an intense car crash.


When I smash that ass into blackberry molasses
After shattering you, I'll leave you in a messy, and sticky situation.


Rip your speaker to ashes, and kick a hole in it
I'll destroy your sound system and add insult to injury by kicking a hole in it.


I'm the illest lyricist in America -- MC's can't see me
I'm the absolute best rapper in the United States, unmatched in skill and talent.


Cause I'm too quick, for the human retina to regista
My style is so fast and unpredictable, the human eye can't keep up with it.


I roll up on ya crew quicker than long sleeves
I approach your crew with such ferocity and speed.


At a +Speed+ that would confuse Keanu Reeves
My velocity is so intense, it would leave Keanu Reeves - an actor known for fast-paced action movies - baffled.


So ask yourself, who am I?
I dare you to question your own ability and skill when compared to me.


I'm the illest MC that you ever seen in your fuckin life
I'm the greatest rapper you will ever witness.


I hop into the backseat of a cab and rhyme
My rapping skills are so fluid, I can improvise even in the backseat of a ride-share.


Til the meter says 9, 9, 9, 9
I'll rap until the fare on the taxi meter hits the highest number.


Line for line I battle any kind of MC at any time
I'm always ready to take on any rapper in a lyrical battle.


Whether they signed or unsigned
It doesn't matter whether the rapper is signed to a record label or independent.


Wit many lines, more lines than a million pair of Adidas
My repertoire of rhymes is extensive, more numerous than the pairs of Adidas shoes in the world.


More lines than the bible quoted from Jesus
My lyrics are endless, greater in number than even the words attributed to Jesus in the bible.


More lines than a African herd of zebras
My rhymes are so abundant, they surpass even the numbers of an entire zebra herd in Africa.


Niggaz just ain't fuckin wit the 'cannabis seteva'
No one can measure up to my standard of skill, it's simply impossible to outdo me.




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Spirit Music Group
Written by: RODOLFO ANTONIO FRANKLIN, THOMAS BELL, ROLAND CHAMBERS, KENNETH GAMBLE, GERMAINE A WILLIAMS (CANIBUS)

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Comments from YouTube:

JoBlow “TakeoverUSA”

God bless Hip Hop & my Love ones for never turning there back on me.

devious187

Man... If Pun's album hadn't also dropped this year, what could've been

Siem

If Cani would’ve made a better album

pranesh tamang

No way can any whoever can fck with Canibus

Isiac Frost

He left mad LL songs out

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