Behind Enemy Rhymes - Canibus

Behind enemy rhymes, when the curriculum storms

Behind enemy rhymes, when the curriculum storms

It’s like this yo, check it out, uh, yo

When the curriculum storms, modern rap history is reborn

On CD code in the form of a poem

Anyone that studies Canibus' past knows he has the answers

To questions you’re probably not advanced enough to ask

Super advanced faculty man, chairman of curriculum class

85% never pass, 10% smile and 5% don’t even laugh

When the chalks in my hand and I’m drawing up graphs

I present the contingency plan to the top brass

They probably think I’m on speed I’m talking so fast

The body of the rhyme is smooth like body and bath

The summary is more explosive than a meth lab blast

My symmetrical shockwave shatter glasses

My U-235 rhyme hits critical mass

Apocalypse Now, lyrical raps blow everything off the map

From green grass to African Baobabs

Spike with an electro-mag, aircrafts crash

CDC’s in the streets passing out gas masks

Gorgeous women thank me for the oxygen tank

Baby, the chevrons on my arm will tell you my rank

Maybe I’ll become another casualty in the field

They’ll engrave my tombstone with the master steel

The best beats in the world couldn’t rival my skill

That’s like throwing a cup of water on a million beached whales

Ran eloquence on an unprecedented scale

Close your eyes, feel the rhymes cause I’m better in Braille

The Francis Bacon basics, I should reiterate this

We rise to great heights by winding staircases

The line spiral in a French curve design

When the curriculum storms, Behind enemy rhymes

When the curriculum storms, this is lyrical law

Computer programmed bars come out of digital jaws

This is the toughest course in hip hop so far

Behind enemy rhymes, when the curriculum storms, (x2)

Written addendum, curriculum — attention deficit disorder

Magician flipping them with serotonin re-uptake inhibitors

That inhibit them from the seeing the vision when

They spit against Bis and them they must want to get dissed again

I’m sicker than your sixth sense inhale breaths

Through the luffa in my chest bigger than wind tunnel vents

Please believe the ammo is live

My fusillade of rhymes fly through your ride and go stream fuselage

Blistering speed fools eyes with fast rhymes

Setting world records for Nürburgring's fastest lap times

Get chequered flags for 48 tracks of rhymes

A hundred times for vocal signatures too complex to sign

Human by design, a mental monster of the mind

Rhetoric versus reality the reason I rhyme

Eternally inclined to shine

Principles a plenitude, I spit at you, injure you if you step out of line

A transcendental intellectual

A marvel to the medical professionals that claim they have more tests to do

Before they understand what I’m equipped to do

Visual psychoanalytical living proof that I rip you

I rip the roof off like cyclones do

When the curriculum storms I rip a microphone too

A molecular miracle in the physical

My lyrical has always been something different for you to listen to

Difficult but legible, forever memorable

Enough to remain in the membrane of your mental pool

I train your brain muscles and take you to school

Hard rocks become gentle jewels, these are the rules

When you in the Mic Club mood you never get booed

Aptitude and attitude are your battling tools

Stay calm and spit those bars

If you find yourself behind enemy rhymes you got to weather the storm