100 Bars
Album: 2000 B.C.
Release Date: 7/18/00
Label: Universal Records
Explicit version of "100 Bars" lyrics
Yeah
I’m about to black out with 100 bars
On some professional s***
So don’t try this at home
My style of rhymin' is ancient like Aztecs an' Mayans
Because I recognize it’s all about timin'
Me an' my freestyle alliance practicin' African Voodoo science
In front of 20 foot bonfires
Lookin' skyward
May 5
The arrival of the prophet in the cockpit
Of a starship the size of the Hale Bopp comet
With Mercury ion rockets
An' a big ass 'Canibus comin' soon' poster on the side of it
I’m known geographically an' intergalactically
That’s why I got extraterrestrials that wanna battle me
They even tried kidnappin' me an' they would’ve snatched me
If their craft didn’t get trapped in the Earth’s gravity
Engines started to fail
An' that’s really what caused 'Roswell'
Undercover operatives workin' for Com 12
Disguised as a nigga
Lyrically I’m off scale
So all hail or get tossed towards Hell
Bruisin' niggas
Like Chip Fu from the Fu Schnickens
Hit you with nuclear cruiser missiles
Hear the wild wolf growl
Styles stockpiled for miles from the ground to the clouds
Whack niggas wanna be down but it’s not allowed
Interrupt the cipher unannounced an' you’ll get punched in the mouth
With the southpaw southern fist
I’ll bust your s***
Back the tougher s***
You giant Goliath
I’m an experiment gone bad
My brainwaves on an encephalograph
Show that I’m stark ravin' mad
Your whole scientific staff’ll get killed in a nuclear blast
When I throw the formula stashed in my hand
Flammable liquids in the lab explode
An' you get stabbed with all the flyin' glass
Trained to blow up commercial aircrafts
Trained in chemical weapons class
Just to see how long a nigga's breath’ll last
Spray his ass with a can of pepper gas
Then watch him grab his neck an' gag
Watch the nigga choke to death as I laugh
“You wanna battle?”
Nigga
Whoever lose’ll get a solderin' iron up the ass
You need to recognize
Quicker than the 5 speed Jamiroquai drives
A lifespan longer than 9 lives
A nigga with a divine mind
I dedicate this to the wise
Dividin' myself into 100 ten times
You can’t deny the offerin's an offer
Flows that glow with Aurora’s the spark of light
Water fly like a saucer with the torque of a Porsche
Murder a million MCs
Been gettin' it on since I been born an' I’m a live long
An' I’m a be gettin' it on till I’m gone
Look at all the stages I been on
I took an oath to rip everything I get on
A nigga like me should have carpal tunnel syndromes
In the wrist bones from grippin' microphones this long
I’m just a small fish in a big pond
An' gets pissed off whenever I get picked on
Nigga try to flip an' get flipped on
My army march
Like the Nation of Islam
Extremely hostile
Fully armed troops dressed in frog suits an' night vision goggles
A lyrical lynch mob
Drawn to a hideous form with horns an' a mink on
Duckin' down low like Vietnam fightin' the Vietcong
Screamin'
Speak to your leader
You need about a million more soldiers to even the odds
Plus 800
An' 200
You better drop your flag an' withdraw
My cavalry charge accompanied by a blizzard of wicked metaphors
An' smash y’all
Attach y’all to the back of my horse
An' drag y’all across the motherfuckin' asphalt
9 outta 10 niggas is frauds
You know who you are always talkin' about your b****** an' your cars
Your jewelry an' your girls
You m************ really get on my nerves
'Cause I’m beyond them
I close my eyes when I freestyle
Then raise my arms like a sorcerer an' cast a fireball into the audience
To barbecue your brain organs
You feel like you’ve been thrown in a microwave oven
I flame broil suckers an' hit ’em with some more s***
The raw s***
Take a big piece of chalk an' draw a line across the stage pulpit
I dare a m*********** to cross it
I’ll even call my man
Tell him it’s important
3 way an' sing a chorus
Break your camcorders so you m************ can’t record it
Call the news
Start a lawsuit
F*** the soft s*** an' f*** what y’all think
My album’s gold 'cause my album was the bomb
Y’all niggas got your ass beat 'cause you asked for it
Got your picture taken an' put in a tabloid
'Cause you a man an' you like to touch little boys
You f*** 'em in the ass
That’s some sick s***
A hundred years ago
You fraudulent
With an effortless blow
You think you’re better than Canibus
You got below average intelligence an' poor penmanship
You need to shut the f*** up 'cause your breath stink
Take fifty cents an' purchase a pack of Peppermints
Battlin' me? You never win
You thought you was the only nigga that could sneak a weapon in?
Nigga
I’m a drink a whole bottle of Henney an' go f*** a lesbian
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