Sharpshootaz Blastin' Caps

[Canibus:]
The poem is dolioform
I arm wrestle you with my polio arm in a rodeo barn
Nowadays I see emcees get on stage
They look like parakeets in a cage
Grab the mike like they afraid to palm it
Till I bomb him, the LRADs lace the target
The firearm long like fist-to-armpit
Sergeant Sharpshooter, a gifted marksman
Sip sake, rip the mike nigga watch me
The kamikaze, Benihana your body
Saraposa show up to your party
Everybody go home now
Put your microphone down
Go boil some water, I'm a hold him down
Interrogation techniques, I'm a show you how
I'm a ask you two times, then after that
I'm a roll you a blunt with a blasting cap
You understand what I'm sayin'?
Your man's not playin'
You'll be twenty-one grams lighter after the weigh-in
Sharpshooters aimin'
Wolfgang came in to bang him
Demo'd the nigga, then Maintain sprayed him