Falster Ego lyrics

[Canibus as "Bis"] Yo Rip, come here man, lemme talk to you for a second...
[Rip] What the f*ck you want to talk about n*gga?
[Bis] Why you screaming man?
[Rip] I'm the Illest! I'm the illest...
[Bis] Yo, relax... put that down man
[Rip] Yo, don't tell me to relax, I'll beat your skinny little ass
[Bis] Yo, what the f*ck is wrong with you?
[Rip] f*ck You!

[Canibus as "Rip"]
Yo, you f*ckin' hate me, you f*ckin lock me in the basement
And you still want me to protect you, it doesn't make sense
Canib*tch, I supported you like a weight bench
Without me your defenseless, you better face it
You ain't show me love when you was at ya' apex
Gettin' paychecks, up at the radio with DMX and Flex
Catchin' wreck while Noreaga was catching his breath
I had to keep the situation in check
Look at the vericose veins in my neck, Germaine is the best
The industry f*cked you, I'm just paying 'em back
What's the matter with slaying Jackers, that's all I been doing
Besides talkin' sh*t I ain't done nothing 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'll run right thru 'em

[Bis]
Calm Down!
[Rip]
Who you telling to calm down n*gga I'm a Ripper remember
I told you not to do "Gone Till November"
But you wouldn't listen, I always had ya' best interests in mind
I wrote all ya' best lyrical lines
If it wasn't for me you'd be writing pitiful rhymes
On stage if you was tired I would spit'em sometimes
Nobody knew you bit off my rhymes
I would just be quiet, stand to the side and let that sh*t ride
But I'm getting tired of having to remind you Bis
If it wasn't for me nobody would've signed you Bis...

[Canibus as "Germaine"]
C'mon Rip? You a lying ass b*tch and you know it
Group Home was part my company I co-owned it
If there's one thing I learned in showbiz, stay focused
And don't quit Rip, why you talking 'bout old sh*t?

[Rip]
Germaine, you f*ckin' water brain, don't you understand?
f*ck the mainstream, you should just call out names
The industry is all about gain...
I sh*t on 'em all the same and I leave spit stains on they brain
Like liquid chocolate spilling over they new white trainers
Insane is an understatement, I'm Satan
Canibus is a Mason, I don't know what the f*ck Germaine is
I just know the both of ya'll are trying my patience
I don't give a f*ck about a beat I been rhymin' for ages
Rippers are dangerous, all jackers are afraid of us
You wanna' face me Bis?
[Bis]
No

{Rip}
Kick a rhyme!

[Bis]
That's ridiculous...

[Rip]
Aight then, listen to mine...
I jump into costume, impromptu, just to rob you
Put the nozzle to ya' eyeball, tell you what not to do
Rip your tonsils out thru 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
sh*t on you in reverse and suck you in a brown hole
Suck the power outta' ya' soul
Ya' nothing but a coward in a cold freezer with an hour to go
Watchin' my Casio stopwatch counting it slow
Like drug lords checking to see if it's talc*m or coke
I could kill you by drowning the globe
Or I could just spit inside of a hole and put an ounce in ya' throat
In battles I'm a thousand and Oh, I silenced the Pope
Do you know how many rhymes I've economically grossed?
No? Thought so... Neither do I
It's a di*k between ya' mothers thighs divided by Pi
I'm the sickest, linguistically illicit, lyrical misfit in the business
And possibly in existence, what's your consensus?
Studied my own syntax statistics since '96 with CPA certified assistance
I've made the decision that my standards are above precision
The only thing I could 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 ya' penmanship
You can't spit at high temperatures then just quit
Be careful of the tongue it tends to bend to the left
According to manufacturer's specs, you'll make a mess
Rupture the blood vessels in ya' neck f*cking with Rip
Got millions of blueprints on zip disk
Stock versions, with sick verses that come with conversions kits
And a course every Thursday that teaches you how to burst like Rip, you never experienced work like this
n*gga welcome to the serpentine world where I twist
The world where I Rip, the world that I Fixed, the world where I live
[Bis]
Ok Rip, you made your point, I can't out rap you
You said you was the illest, I would never doubt that too
At the moment of truth, I let you design the tattoos
You are the illest alive, that's a fact that you've proved
It's just a couple rappers that don't want it to happen for you
Ragging 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 n*ggas 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 f*cking with you, n*ggas 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, sh*t is too lyrical
Headhunters out to get you, that's why I have 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 3rd album,I been mentioning you
I got your name on my arm I'm representing you
You're Rip The Jacker, I would never question you
I respect your opinion as a professional, n*gga
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 won't give you the credit
A lot of people don't wanna admit it
But I consider it a real privilege to bear witness to your lyrics
And be involved with sharing the merits, I'm forever indebted
I just need you to chill for a second, so I can send a positive message
Like 2Pac before he left us, the author of the work ethic Genesis
Has inspired me to write the Exobus scripts
As a constant reminder not to forget Bis
But I've reached the precipice, remember Rip
You can't rhyme forever there's always a ripper with better sh*t
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 ya' whereabouts secret
I bring b*tches 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 f*ckin zombie
If I was a priority, you'd acknowledge me
You ain't sh*t neither, you ain't got no college degree
You can't rhyme without me, stop smiling at me
Gimmie the keys to the garage I need to borrow the Jeep...
Get the f*ck out my face, n*gga!