Self Licking Ice Cream Cone (2023) - Canibus (with Johnny Slash)












Slack Jaw Fascists lyrics - Canibus & Johnny Slash

The dance of life is like tap dancin' on sprites
Or grabbin' a mic made of dry ice
It all depends on how you look at it right?
No frequency hype attracts more likes than being nice
Apollo Creed Rocky fight, copyright strike
What you do in the physical has a spiritual price
It's more than cerebral, it's deeply mental
Anything you stroke on a keyboard can be used against you

Wild edible insect taste test
Fatally contagious breakout on face and neck
Demoralized disgusting fat body wants another order of fries
With cooking oil drippin' off of the sides
If you ask me, y'all don't even move like rappers
Y'all move like a bunch of slack jaw fascists
Suspicious activity report
Drag your ass in drag to court
Handcuffed to hand luggage get dragged off
He made him swear to confirm yes
They would never investigate his death
He further warned that it would only lead to more
Loss of life, now it makes sense
Just create more of a mess
Nonetheless the CEO FTX
Locked in Bohemian panic rooms with Associated Press
Draw curtain privacy for opposite sex
So they can comfortably get
Dress right, dress dressed and undressed, double check
Make sure it fits for dress rehearsal rope around the neck
Commando remains in the hold on John Rambo's plane
Even if the facts ain't true it's still strange
Media access control keypad, enter the wrong code
And get that ass dumped in a manhole
I'm like a self-licking ice cream cone
Looking up word meanings in my phone
'Cause all day I dream about domes
Sleeping on my memory foam, programming my Chromecast Chrome
Playing emergency broadcast tones

The dance of life is like tap dancin' on sprites
Or grabbin' a mic made of dry ice
It all depends on how you look at it right?
No frequency hype attracts more likes than being nice
Apollo Creed Rocky fight, copyright strike
What you do in the physical has a spiritual price
It's more than cerebral, it's deeply mental
Anything you stroke on a keyboard can be used against you

Anything you post with a keyboard can be used against you
Every calendar quarter, bloodthirsty foreigners pour through the border
Black & white killer orca genocide slaughter
I know a way to make a warm welcome a little warmer
How 'bout I open a swarm of Willie Pete mortars
Red Cross's field offices count the casualty losses, enormous
Volunteer workers shuffle through the corpses
Enemy forces are met with overwhelming offense
Cowboys strapped to Semtex, C-4, King James Bibles
Rifles and horses, celebrate wins by purchasing more
Rise Up Coffee orders, extra large MyPillow pinky toe leg warmers
Dead man federal informant
Final Fantasy John Wick 4 in a pine box at the box office
Utilize corrective metrics
Supplied by AI qualified counter intuitive humanized ethics
Through voice and text message
Jamie Foxx Snoop Dogg Day Shift
Full time paid pimp, part time body removal agent
The basketball Lord of War
The Black Dolphin hip-hop prisoner swap
From Warsaw fresh off tour
Bonjour, while old-school rappers reminisce to old days
Carnival ship cruise maneuver through rogue waves
1,899 chosen names
Royal bloodlines set course for the Golden Age

The dance of life is like tap dancin' on sprites
Or grabbin' a mic made of dry ice
It all depends on how you look at it right?
No frequency hype attracts more likes than being nice
Apollo Creed Rocky fight, copyright strike
What you do in the physical has a spiritual price
It's more than cerebral, it's deeply mental
Anything you stroke on a keyboard can be used against you

The Demi-Side lyrics - Canibus & Johnny Slash (feat. Rockness Monsta & Hus KingPin)

A Poet's Palaquin floats above an elephant's head
To be as tall as the great Gilgamesh
On this long elephant group pilgrimage
The whole world on the knife's edge, life in the white, blue and red
Daylight interview with Bootleg Kev
Request line 3.0 the new Web, everybody call in
Somebody said buddha jets for Pres regardless
Real niggas still gotta break bread
Similar coloured hearts, slightly different shades of red
Rather collect blank checks than blank stares from my mouthier heirs
In multiple lairs, we still here
We just don't where we gonna land when the smoke clears
The woke laugh at the jokes but still don't prepare
It's a nightmare, I swear karma don't fight fair
Our rights disappeared through internal affairs
Karma is a boomerang flying at night through the air
Strike you as soon as you in the clear, beware
Collect [?], text emojis, you too nosy asking what he told me, nigga
It's still classified, homie

The incredible, real MC
We alright, you all hype
I come correct, I never lost it
Fuck what you heard
The incredible, real MC
We alright, you all hype
I come correct, I never lost it
Fuck what you heard

I'm no scrub, but y'all ain't about to play with me
I don't care if you major league or you made your league your damn self
You gon' stand up straight with me
You take a seat a quarter back out, should have taken me
I came from streets where we take the eager to hammer
They robbing son with the May Robinsons, the miss little slammers
Then I end up with bigger blinkers as big as your grandma
Tell your man don't forget your manners or pick your mans up
Or pick your hands up, for what I have achieved is rhyming be flow water
Study your soda marine biology nigga jellyfishy Octopussy spies
In the presence of a shark still caught on them lines fishing
M-m-m-m-Monsta, Rockness to be exact
Hear you blacked the fuck out like he redacted smut out of legal facts
He just clapped and he can rap, you man's he a wrap
There's a difference, he a rat, I just want the cheese, no trap

The incredible, real MC
We alright, you all hype
I come correct, I never lost it
Fuck what you heard
The incredible, real MC
We alright, you all hype
I come correct, I never lost it
Fuck what you heard

I brave [?] shame and it's the purple penthouse tape
[?] pants sag wave
You vagabond vaginal page, rap niggas you wrote a tampon play
It's clear blue waters wavo
And you can bathe and use soap in my waves and clean your kitty cave
Play the beat should be a city slave
Niggas wanna know what I meant by, "I did God a favour"
I open the face of the Devil with a Hellraiser
And he bled like a Son of Man
Showing his demi-side, spilling Henny and fire
Yo, the pale race of the horses, I was the fifth horseman in the shadows
The ghost of the headless swordsman a holding a barrel
I brought the rusty for fuckery
If niggas want to do you dirty and musty
Bleeding through that towel in your head
I'm so waved up and drippy I changed my rap name to Showerhead

The incredible, real MC
We alright, you all hype
I come correct, I never lost it
Fuck what you heard
The incredible, real MC
We alright, you all hype
I come correct, I never lost it
Fuck what you heard

Weedabuk lyrics - Canibus & Johnny Slash

("Here's Johnny")
("Let's have some action")

We don't care what you do, what you say
Unless you provide proof at least once a day
The winter cramps, the summer pain
The blue jay birds, the bumblebees, the bubble bathe
Hump your ugly face, throw you in a bloody grave
You gettin' good at playing this game of function gain
Your muscles strain at such a young wonderful age
A Prison Planet stuck in the cage, such a shame
("Let's have some action")

Why is everybody so upset? They just want to kill you
With a little sickness and disease, I mean yeah I feel you
But that ain't the way you should react for real dude
Here's a temporary feel-good song just take it I'll bill you
Woke up with a billion Twitter followers son of a bitch
I must be dead, refresh the page, make sure it wasn't no glitch
You don't say, I can't stand y'all motherfuckers anyway
You just now crying about what I was telling you back in the day
All roads lead back to Rome no matter which route you choose to walk
And that's some GMO food for thought
I guess that's neither here nor there, plus I'm usually wrong
I put my head back in the sand where true buffoonery belong
But musically Wakanda forever, body armor rhinoceros leather
Crushed under the weight of the impossible pressure
High pressure wide nozzle nitrous oxide bottles
Rhinoceros nostrils accelerate wide open throttle and pop you
Then I'll Mossad you, Nicki Minaj you
Cardi B Shooby Doo Wop too
They might stop me but don't let them you

We don't care what you do, what you say
Unless you provide proof at least once a day
Your muscles strain at such a young wonderful age
The nurse's aids say "what a shame, what is your name?"

We don't care what you do, what you say
Unless you provide proof at least once a day
Your muscles strain at such a young wonderful age
The nurse's aids say "what a shame, what is your name?"

"That battered bicycle's un-American, the way I figure
You nigga boys need to know this bike trail ain't for niggers
And if I catch you in the fog after dark
Walking that pigeon-toed paw dog
I'll run your black ass over in my dodge"
The Age of Picses modern mutated aquatic life with no fins
Find it hard to swim through the Seas much less breathe
It is though that they've been known to freeze because of they spliced genes
They wiggle and dance to the beat playing Nintendo Wii
I skipped Bilderberg in order to go to Davos this time
I really happen to like their caviar avocado lime
"A Hero with a Thousand Faces" and ten thousand salutations
After a few thousand evaluations, I see reparations pending
Right next to black Billionaires spending and trending
Both are projecting but only one is pretending
Humans with distinct skeletal structures
No qualifiers all nighters
Racing in the hillbilly Grand Prix with bald tires
In my boots and my Stetson snub-nosed strap and my fanny pack
They ask me if I'm black, of course not
I'm pigment handicapped
All right, I guess I'm okay with that
Considering you get paid to state the facts
Submaxillary talking shit to the max
All day they on TikTok watching Jessica Rabbit bunny twerk
Then go to Brighteon and watch jump jet patterns with Monkey Werx
Without being facetious this entire ordeal is arbitrary and capricious
2023 no Easter release them demons right before crow season
Frozen pipes your wife says "no dome tonight"
You walk around no electric using your phone light
LiFePO factory that built your battery type went on strike
Strike a match and candle enjoy the fragrance of Old Spice
No natural gas, sit around in the dark they whack your ass
They use your REAL ID to track your ass
Place the contents in your pocket on the ground
Then hang yourself upside down
Increased stress levels make you defecate in your night gown
When free speech is impinged the meek will inherit the cringe
I bow my head and repent my sins

We don't care what you do, what you say
Unless you provide proof at least once a day
The winter cramps, the summer pain
The blue jay birds, the bumblebees, the bubble bathe
Hump your ugly face, throw you in a bloody grave
You gettin' good at playing this game of function gain
Your muscles strain at such a young wonderful age
A Prison Planet stuck in the cage, such a shame

4 Characters lyrics - Canibus & Johnny Slash (feat. Ab-Soul)

[Ab-Soul:]
I'm trying man
For real
Yo
Look
Yuh

Give my momma 10% of every check
I ain't never paid ties, ain't shit around my neck
Got noose for you niggas ain't showing your respect
I'm only a fool around my Mexican friends
I'm on some other shit, just having fun guy
Seen what a mil do when I need mines
In abundance talking hundreds, love 'em at a fucking time
I'll be a 9 figure nigga 'fore I fuckin die
Being broke ain't funny but a joke is
When you go in debt, watch out for the jokers
All the junkies on you, big two
Used to walk around with stacks and it's bool
Things change
I had to get 'em back right with the shit I don't write these days
And I ain't a false prophet, I'm just making real profit
And I'm with it, with it registered, and he will pop it
Kicking others like some yankees in a library
You are not ready, I'll embarrass ya
Only difference between God and Ab-Soul is four characters
You understand that when grow some more characters

"Heaven and Hell, rap legend"
"Presence is felt"

[Canibus:]
We ain't no false prophets, this is lost knowledge
Bond with me, I'll take you to war college
False prophets get shot down with real rockets
Drone operators in the field with optics
Fighter jets barrel roll over a narrow road
Going so fast my head shape like a tadpole
I gotta learn to live with what I can't control
My soul plays a substantial role
I'm in Booger Hollow, Alabama
Told the bitch to make me a sandwich
Got that peanut butter jelly, going ham with the hammers
And ham radio scanners, smoking turtle with Santa
They keep asking, I ain't got no answers
Still get it in, looking real young and handsome
You heard what Ab said, register your weapons
Voice command JIBO record the session huh
False prophets never pay homage
Don't get caught with your hand in the Central Bank pocket
The rap brotherhood fragment is so damn defensive
All doomed to an ignorant ending
Hip-hop your vision, knowledge the wisdom, what is it?
Nothing more it's just fear disguised as respect
Drugs, money, and sex, monetize the debt
Normalize the threat, fortified front line on deck
When Heru go to war with Set
The greenbacks ain't green no more, they red
Look back years from know you see what I meant
Don't front, this old dog still hunt
In the field with Ab-Soul you know what we want

"Heaven and Hell, rap legend"
"Presence is felt"
"I can introduce you to your maker"

Press - PussyPanic Button lyrics - Canibus & Johnny Slash

There is instability I am unable to control what I have created

Talk about eating pussy on YouTube, the fuck was you thinking
Definitely a highly dysfunctional retarded designation
Prosecution sue the defendant for deformation
Medically assisted induced death of a medical patient possessed by Satan
Self-hatred packaged and sold back as black entertainment
We'll never again control what we created
Rap music brought to you by slave ship

I wish the globalist would give us more time
They want all of us dead by design
Sometime today, probably before nine
They picked a place, they picked a time
They put it in movies they like to advertise
We pre-occupied and completely desensitised
I see the world through my favourite actor Bill Paxon's eyes
When we just get tired of the lies
Good men are crucified, bad men are glorified
Everybody in-between in demoralised
While the world's children are mortified
Crying out to God horrified through a snotty hand facepalm
What's the point? What's the upside? (Holy shit!)
Human history has never quite like this
Human history has never quite like this

Yo come here brown eyes, I'ma show you how to navigate through the downsize
But first you gotta get out of South Side
I said take it or leave it, bleed or believe it
They said they'd leave it, they're trying to circle back to steal it
Arrogance is akin to flatulence in the absence of moral management
Unable to adapt to new challenges
The elephant in the room is hiding behind the Moon
It will be used as primary tactical high ground soon
You motherfucking baboon buffoon Looney Tunes goon
2 plus 2 equal J-E-W you coon
We need microchips and microchip plants
With more bugs to each seasoned with ground up ants
Fabulous, who wouldn't fancy all this fascist shit
Medicinal expert for lipids and liquid analysis
The follow Force Authority is like trying to storm the shores Normandy
With a teddy bear in your arm
Walking through the forest looking around like a tourist with open sores on your feet
The general refuses to order a retreat
Just order something from Uber Eats, tonight we fight, tomorrow we feast
The great beast eat pussy that ooze yeast
Nah, here's some advice, look like you need it
Never compare your penis size with a behemoth
Giant monsters, nightmare demons don't scare Jesus
What book source you got that from? I wan' read it
Coconut oil brought to a slow boil, use my own soil
The spoils of war all spoiled
I like the foil, water sports and the oil spill War of the World
Deepdiving for radioactive oyster pearls
Roll around the wood burn ash with my better half
Laugh, after all, see I'm not such an angry black man
I bought Bass Pro gift cards for my whole staff
The great flooding quagmire mud just destroyed my grass
Far worse than a few words, the turds hit the fan
The saints march in and start murdering pronoun gangs
The images too disturbing for most citizens to glance
The shameless dignified innocence of shitting your pants
Put together a team to put together a sewing machine
To re-seam all of our torn jeans and other clothing needs
Please keep calm, breathe, good music keeps us upbeat
Our woodwind instruments need reeds
I take care of it. in the meantime go and smoke trees
"If it were only so simple", the words of Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn
Total and complete brown owl, lights out
Take the scenic route, buildings hollowed out, too
Many to count
The land of the free, home of the brave 'bout to go live
It looked like Dresden 1945
If 6 billion [?] don't deserve to live
There may be 8 billion humans don't deserve Pre-Trib
Can I live? I ain't here to pop nobody Mr Pib
But the way things look you know something got to give
In the crib fall to my knees pray to the sky please God why
Force these globalists to give us more time time
Time, time, time, time

I wish the globalist would give us more time
They want all of us dead by design
Sometime today, probably before nine
They picked a place, they picked a time
They put it in movies they like to advertise
We pre-occupied and completely desensitised
I see the world through my favourite actor Bill Paxon's eyes
When we just get tired of the lies
Good men are crucified, bad men are glorified
Everybody in-between in demoralised
While the world's children are mortified
Crying out to God horrified through a snotty hand facepalm
What's the point? What's the upside? (Holy shit!)
Human history has never quite like this

Black people turn into clowns for reasons economic
Don't ask me what I mean I say no comment
When real niggas get money they go find a hobby
Probably hit the open road on a Kawasaki
Probably throw some shots at a thousand Nazis
Will sit around in a robe on a yacht playing Yahtzee
Go to Vegas get a bottle with my nigga Gotti
And we don't talk about Connie Lingus with

I wish the globalist would give us more time
They want all of us dead by design
Sometime today, probably before nine
They picked a place, they picked a time
They put it in movies they like to advertise
While we pre-occupied and completely desensitised
I see the world through my favourite actor Bill Paxon's eyes
When you just get tired of the lies (Holy shit!)
Human history's has never quite like this

Those things are gonna come in here
And they're gonna eat your [?] genitalia
Whatever you got, they gon' eat it
So don't try to single anybody out 'cause we all in this together

One Step Closer To Infinity (2022)












Mass Malthusian Delusions lyrics - Canibus

NFT exclusive
Just for you listen, to the music
Mass Malthusian delusions
Of grandeur eucalyptic facades
It feels so soothing
Very nice to meet you, Ms. Big Booty
My name is Captain Stubing
I hope I'm not intruding
Of course, you're still recouping
From yesterdays afternoon thing
The blow fishing and they're rooting
Serenading and crooning
I've got good news
The weathers improving
And everyone's assembling
For the debut viewing
Of my newly released
Jekyll and Hyde movie
It's promised to be a doobie
But if you don't feel like
Hanging out wit' the groupies
You can pop the coochie
And we watch some other Netflix movie
There was a knock on the door
And a deep voice "Por favor, señor"
While we were anchored directly offshore
He said he's only got enough space
To show me there's no space left
Yo, who is this fucking space cadet?
I told him these rhymes
Were designed elsewhere
Then brought to Earth
Through a stargate, yeah
I get paid to produce it
Even if you don't listen to it
So I don't care what you do with it
First, we must establish a baseline
If you can hear this rhyme
You've already interfered with time
One hour of therapy every Tuesday
In a room alone with Papa Tubay
We hold hands and pray
To the beat for root play
They help me getaway
From the black bootleg
No need to say more
Its a new day
Whoever take, you break, you pay
Far away from a Darkside moonbase
Bumping that new DJ Whoo Kid tape
Illuminate the whole modern human race
You are great, but only in a future time and place
The current test method
All by itself is a death sentence
Just listen, then I'll answer your questions
Neon orange leaves
Japanese maple trees
If you scream, I'll staple your knees
My muse is my lover
And there is much more to discover
The perfect poetry, the hunger
This is not fictitious
My Queen eats delicious
King Vicious on port Marion dishes
Bread and shrimp
Mixed with peppermint
Over shredded pimp
Nobodies ever had it since
Scotch bonnet pepper
On the road to Mecca
Nobodies ever told this story better
Placebo based controls
Take your soul
Erase what you know
Then put your brain back in the same skull
Music to my ears
The nightmares of ones own fears
Now imagine it's written in layers
Sigillum Dei Signum Dei Vivi
My new system makes the old system obsolete
Frankenstein's experiment has escaped the lab
These knuckles made of brass
Need a face to smash
The qurag is engraved on your face
On your mask, on your ass
On your feet and at the base of your hands
There's no pit of fire in the lake, my man
Only highly flammable vapes and gas
No please, yes thanks
Just talk to me champ
They must have emptied your memory banks
Now I question your trustworthiness
You're a dirty little subversionist
What you keep searching for, bitch?
Chronic fatigue syndrome
Google it and get the new ringtone
You ain't grown
You shrinking homes
They call me Mazeltov Malkovich
And my hollow bones conduits
Help me get something out of it
The name of the album
Is "One Step Closer"
The sigil magic involved is sideways 'ocho'
Marco, "Polo"
Hiding from Kronos
Sunbathing in a magnetic sun
Through the ozone
A randomized control trial
You see its all about style
And whatever they talk about now
The whens, the whys, the hows
It all stays hidden in the files
That's why it's called a control trial
Mass Malthusian delusion
Is this an illusion set up by the illusionists?
Or is this a group of illumined ones doing this?
Or is this an advocate group with a movement
Not knowing what the movement is?
Is this complete and utter foolishness?
Or is this the pathetic, weak human in us choosing this?
We might need Judge Judy for this
Mass Malthusian delusion
Mass Malthusian delusion
Mass Malthusian delusion
M-Eighty is the new Rick Rubin!

Jason & Brandon Mashia lyrics - Canibus

Shoutout to Jason and Brandon in New Hampshire

It started with the DOD after World War 2 in Japan
When the company branched
That ended up with the money clan
And put em on Open Sea
For the whole world to see
A man so handsome
Has never been killed for ransom
They put pineapple skins in his mouth and gagged him
Then put him in a barnproof box and fragged him
Tortured, burned, wasted, boiled, fileted, strangled
Hanged him upside down in a pit with wild animals
Wearing multiverse wearables, highly scalable
Near innumerable variables
Then just stand there and stare at you
Half the room quiet
Half the room was hysterical
There's a parable about the plot he was buried next to
I read their electronic diary
Right before they fired me
Then when I wrote a better one
They rehired me
Oh, how fitting the irony
Sometimes society was so kind to me
That I'd literally rhyme for free
If the term set forth was suitable
Won't you agree they become immutable
Carry crucibles to your cubicle
And of course, none of this is really provable
If for any reason you refuse to go
I just wanted you to know
If you can adjust protocol
I'll take you to the next Super Bowl
As long as that's between me and you tho
Behold the Infinity Scrolls
Vintage investors and sophisticated collectors
Standing outside in the cold
We serve piping hot, caramel macchiatos
And hand out customary Columbian ponchos on loan
For those calling my phone
Our operators are standing by
To provide 5-star service
And answer any question you might compose
But I think you're holding the mic too close
Please be patient while we place you on hold
Each custom vintage mold
Physically sold but individually owned
My writing process is like minting gold
We can modify his behavior
By shooting him in the head with a laser
Then 5G, Terminator his ass later
Tied down in a Crypto.com center hide lounge
By this British broad that tried to offer me five pounds
Ok, let's go talk business
Somewhere off in the distance
Real normal like you just talking to Christians
The glass so thick cylinder case pyramid shape
How could you really hate what a real lyricist make?
I shave tips for a living, yeah about two clients per day
The best way to talk shit to a scientist's face
Playing poker, met a cougar at Kroger
A few years older, she walked over
And asked me to sign her Canibus poster
The black market certified smoker
Taking a total piss at the voters
And anyone counter uplifting the culture
Every man on my rifle team has the survival gene
And at least five vial streams of covered bible means
They changed my orders, forced me to the border
Now I'm living in a yurt native mut
With Ethiopian quality water
How would you like your omelet metaburger
Bacteria bomblets, beyond vegan nanoelectronics
Who is the aggressor and who is compliant?
Who's agenda murders the uninspired
Underneath the shroud of science?
They're gonna hold you responsible, hundred percent
They're gonna charge you for attaching it to a sugar molecule
I saw visions of the slaughter
On the outermost layer of the transmission fluid
Floating on top of the water
Yeah, a lot of things he say be way out there
But what can it hurt
Just to hear him out with your inner ear?
Its a nice day outside
I untied the ropes
Come on baby, let's take a ride on the boat
Generator humming, starboard and port both running
Yo, what in the hell you fuss about now, woman?
Black thought and beats, just you and me
Dead jubilee, free like our ancestors used to be
Smile, lay down, chill, the starship Disney hotel
Black Amex card, pay all the bills
Mickey Mouse bubble bath
'Como se dise' suffering succotash
So in love with your thick fat ass
Let's start a business, 24 hour fitness?
Or Bed and Breakfast, real estate assistance
Or maybe publishing or printing?
Now if I sell my soul and you collect the money
When we reinvest it I can buy my soul back, honey
If you the nicest why you charge bargain basement prices
Insight that's hybrid dead silent
Dismembered and lifeless
Peace be well, indeed
Be grateful for your BNT sales
With detailed descriptions in the email
He has the immune system of a Super
He was standing rooster
By the time he had his 30th booster
It is not a paradox to fight to pursue life
It's only right, some humans need a spark to see the light
The data was captured but contaminated
The bag of biohazard waste
Was handed over to the pond scum
That originally made it
A sophisticated, very well natured
Educated behaviorist
Who happens to be my absolute favorite
I rarely exaggerate when I rhyme in the booth
Even a minuscule eyes my Olympic kind of truth

Can't forget Thomas Gibson and Brian from Virginia
Creme de la creme Rippers who put up for the big picture

Astaxanthian Man lyrics - Canibus (feat. Born Sun)

Emotion manifest thought
Though manifest action
Kinetic action manifest the reality we crafted
True masters enjoy the fruits of their labor with laughter
But this can only take place after

Yo, it's the knock-kneed, Mach deep
Flows travel at Mach speed
My God squad, Bomb Squad
Channeling Keith Shocklee
From the heart of New York
City blocks is like the arteries
On the side where God'll be
When they decide to martyr me
See the necessity
For the Christ and the Hitler
Brevity of the Scriptures
Will register on the Richter
While most go
Way of the gun, way of the ego
Allowing words to penetrate
Will solely that's cerebral
I evolved to God
Transcended the MC
I began to get free
And turn my Chi to channel me
And "Yay, tho I walk thru the valley
Where the shadows dwell"
I stand tall like pyramids
When the Pharaohs fell
My Akhi's the all-eye seeing
Annunaki's will spot me
Doing shows for human beings
Impact of my raps
Put cracks in the Colosseum
My remains will headline
A world tour at your museums

Emotion manifest thought
Though manifest action
Kinetic action manifest the reality we crafted
True masters enjoy the fruits of their labor with laughter
But this can only take place after

The work is done
Work on all fronts
Mind, body, spirit, soul
Sun

Sundoolah, veteran Sharpshootah
On the battlefield
I bet you half a million
Caliber ain't half as real
We black Mayans
We set it like Somalian pirates
Subterranean tyrants
That slay giants
Squeezing the iron
At your passa' cuh he lying
He babble on
Fronting like he down with Mt. Zion
Divine purpose
I see you scurry to your churches
To purchase the word of God
But your currency is worthless
The soul still searches
You praying to your false prophets
Its faulty logic
And the cost is your lost profit
Knowledge is flawed like the Gnostics
I got this
Brandishing, understanding
Unseen to the optics
I rest in fantasy
'Til I reach my moment of clarity
Give birth to thoughts
And man manifesting mad reality
A young Marcus Garvey
With a gun on the Harley
The dark messenger
Resurrected as Sun Marley
They asking me
"Yo, Sun where you been at?"
In my jeans in Queens
Nigga, I been at where my skin at
I'm on stealth for health
And spiritual wealth
Confront the evil of my ego
Slap boxing with my shadow self
Then pray solemnly
That peace be upon me
Then calmly with Pastor zombies
Wearing Abercrombie
I bomb beats, gunning
Like a young Huey Newton
But human evolution
Starts within a revolution
Son of Harriet Tubman
A gap toothed Farrakhan
And on my dad's Quran
I never swear upon
Rappers is butt
That's why I run up on 'em like What
I'm King Tut with gold teeth
And a Queens strut
Born Sun the benevolent
Among the levelest souls
I'm universal like ether
The fifth element
I'm not running
Nigga, I bust my gun in
Sharpshootahz, Sundoolah
The Master Builders coming

Emotion manifest thought
Though manifest action
Kinetic action manifest the reality we crafted
True masters enjoy the fruits of their labor with laughter
But this can only take place after

The work is done

One Step Closer To Infinity lyrics - Canibus

I get home, go to my room
Then close the door
There's a shrine with hollow bones
And designs on the floor
Modern electron Scope
LED color modes
Up until recently
This is how I discovered flows
I landed my Space X
In a Tyvek suit with a face mesh
But I confess
I haven't been to space yet
When the fans get depressed
They go to my last known address
Text my phone with cold threats
He's addicted to cigarettes
She's addicted to 5 minutes sex
As it turns out
Both their needs relieve stress
Oh my god, look at all these Comic-Con hoes
I sniff her toes
Then got Omicron on my nose
How else would you know?
I am the man from Cybertron
Attending this year's Comic-Con
Wit' greasy goggles on
Toggle my screen
Smoke medical tree from a bong
I'm looking for Mr. Incredible's wife in a thong
It is cold outside
But behind these doors it is warm
Ever since I turned the rocket stove on
I haven't had this much peace and quiet in so long
I forgot how bad the world has gone
I'm a One Hundred-year-old black Clint Eastwood
I'm a shooter with a Lapua
Chilling in the woods
There is no survival group
C'mon man, there's only 5 of you
What the fuck that supposed to do?
Put that weight on your shoulders?
Ya clavicle could end up in ya colon
Some things are better not spoken
The schedules open
Your interviews at 12
They wanna ask you about L
Thank you 'Bus, checks in the mail
Empty C130
Me and the old lady getting flirty
Can't help myself
She so purdy
Took a Zoom course
On genome streamline sewing
We discuss the top 5
Depopulation components
Chapter Six: The Labyrinth of Indecision
Lemme' see if you get it
Can anyone tell me
Where this book was written?
She spoke in some kind of code
Wearing some old Merovingian clothes
She had a Native American indigenous nose
My phone fell in the river
A diver was hired to retrieve it
And bring it back to my sister, before dinner
I read on the internet
How I could bring it back to life
If I let it dry in a bag of Jasmine rice
I was a bad boy more than twice
All night, she wore tights
It's not illegal to stare, is it right?
I speak to Ptah in patois
He hears best
For me to speak the Queen's English
Is a fair request
See I never been the type
To buckle from peer pressh
No quest's, and even if I was
I was near best
When I feel like a rebel
I piss off the side of my vessel
And don't know why
I'm compelled to tell you
I ain't tryna sell you
Show and Tell you, or help you
Direct energy melt you
Who in the bloody hell ever felt you?
Can anybody rhyme like this?
Well if they could
It wouldn't be special
And that's what I'm tryna tell you
You made a Bob Dylan deal
With the devil, God bless you
Now you in trouble
Sitting in a Mosque temple
Eating rotten spam and lentils
Pen and paper
Pad and pencil
Rehearsing over my song instrumental
Tell the truth, you do it for revenue
You dont care whether or not it's ethical
You commit lyrical Seppuku
Don't you dare listen to them
And don't let them get you
If this is a test
It's God testing you
Ice burn blisters
The flow so cold
You get the shivers
When you are surrounded by niggas
Holding clippers
Trimming your whiskers
Spritzers wit' a spinkle of citrus
Damn 'Bis, you sure know how to make an entrance
Maintenance drinkers
Brother Numsi and the Soul Sisters
A bunch of crypto gold diggers
The worm from the wood taste bitter
You do the logistics
I do the metrics
The old wizard with barcoded innards
Ya root chakra need a colon cleansing
Like rotary engines, leftover emissions
With high compression, low resistance
That piece of shit is grossly expensive
Bro, what you thinking?
I remember being lectured by Richard Metzger
Caterpillar and maggot cocoons
Burrow deep in the open wounds
Of the soon to be damned and doomed
Aerosolized drugs
Drift down from the skies above
Because we looked up
And cried for love
Honey Nigella Sativa
Gently inserted into amoebas
With nanotweezers to stop seizures
And the roll-up your sleevers
Then rebuild they photon receivers
A good writer gives all the credit to the readers
Verbal flash freeze
Cold flows to the Nth degree
One step closer to infinity
One step closer, the multiverse vocaler
That did it for the culture
The wait is near over!

Lord Cyborg lyrics - Canibus

Good morning, top of the day
I oxygenate with coffee and omelette steak
Then I decarboxylate
Pull a stocking down over my face
Tuck that thing in the waist
Meet you downstairs at the gate
They say the brown-tailed squirrel
Is entitled to lessen this world
I find it hard to respect those words
Tonic subdominant dominant
Influence beta vocal and beat moderate
While still placing my voice on top of it
(Are you a philosopher?)
Yes, I think very deeply
In fact, alkaline hydrolysis exists
When you come to terms with that
Your blood will be [?] tapped
From biosludge in a vat
And your world will collapse
Vampires want blood
And pseudo-scientists want biosludge
Basic Instructions Before B.I.B.L.E. Club
The pillars of justice
Crushed to dust by a nigga with musket
They handcuffed him 'cause he spit with substance
Ask around, he ain't nothin' to fuck with
Or be in love with
Them handcuffs is like titanium cufflings

Verily, verily I say unto you
Microphone check 1, 2, 1, 2

Go 'head, claim that baggage
Delta Strike Force package
My drones over traffic cause accidents to happen
You must be reading my mind
He a one man machine that rhyme
A baby doberman eating at your spine
Beginning to feed off your insides
If I was you I wouldn't think twice
The main concern is to preserve life
If I was you? Play nice, bruh, don't be mean
I cried watching what happened to behind the scenes ?gene?
299 days later I walked in the bodega
Wearing gold plated Ray-Ban Aviators
Rap don't prove you great
I show you how catastrophe taste
Throw battery acid in your face
The Lawnmower Man with motorized hands
My hydraulics crush hydrogen tanks and make a thug dance
No cap, I called Lord Cyborg on the map
He ain't no hip hop cop, he got a badge for rap
308 [*rrrat*] unique angle of attack
That yellow-bellied rat just shot him in the back
Now you got a malfunctioning backpack
In zero gravity, how the fuck you gon' get back
Yo [?] to go collect all his plaques
I never thought of that
But I'ma have to go with "no, thanks"
I got a certified postage letter
From the globalists on my dresser
And I ain't gon' never open it
They want my Infinity check
I signed an NDA with the Senator
14 years later we see the release
Of something suspiciously similar
They stole my shit
Look at all them flows I spit
I'm multidisciplinary, yet nothing could'a prepared me
For what I experienced in the rap game summarily

Verily, verily I say unto you
Microphone check 1, 2, 1, 2

Verily, verily I say unto you
I watched it all happen from the telecom room
In plain view I saw Metatron under a full moon
With the Sephiroth in his crew eating energon cubes
The Lord Cyborg's blackball is atrocious
The interview with Joe Rogan got zero promotion
Dr. Malone had him open
I was in the background coachin' him
Dewey Cooper the Black Kobra and TJ was chokin' him
Had him tappin' out all over the linoleum
Then Don Corleone got Covid again
Every day occurrences like this
Are circumstantial adverses
That get perverted into a burden
Holographic indigenous camouflage projection
A weapon system we generally use for our protection
Poetry marginal margin, now that's what I'm talkin'
If I'm flyin' in a Black Hawk, that's what I'm squawkin'
100,000 bars and runnin', keep marchin'
I don't answer the phone, I don't care who callin'
The bad boy a good talk
Kamayamaya him a boss
That's him layin' in the Himalayan salt
Blessed the man with heart
Where beautiful things are
Barefoot before God prayin' in the park
Lamb shish kebab, wolf gang, murder mouth in a synagogue
50 bars, Cappadonna - Winter Warz
Master Builder Bus, the group I'm a member of
We came to free the hip hop prisoners
And lift your spirit up
3rd eye live it up
The microphone is a good listener

Verily, verily I say unto you
Microphone check 1, 2, 1, 2

I massage my mustache with Lemon & Bergamot from a glass
A thick fog develops from hot gas
My Jamaican grandma gon' whoop your ass
'Cause you ate the last dumpling out the pot, dumbass
Verily, verily I say unto you
Microphone check 2, 0, 2, 2

Illfinity 101 lyrics - Canibus

As we walk through the strings of my soul
My pain, my joy, my thoughts
1000 bars equals one word from God
Six billion stars
In a world living in shit
I'm trying to figure out
What this life really is
How is this reality?
Can somebody fucking answer me?
How could we allow ourselves
To be in a fantasy?
In a world with lost souls
And empty dreams
I'ma have to show my love
In the form of mp3's
I was born in an empty sea
My tears created oceans
Producing tsunami waves
With emotions
Patrolling the open seas
Of an unknown galaxy
I was floating in front
Of who I am physically
Spiritually paralyzing
Mind, body and soul
It gives me energy
When I'm lyrically exercising
I gotta spit 'til the story is told
In a dream by celestial bodies
Follow me, baby

I know the lyrics that I put to the music
Has always been cerebral
In one way or another
And uh, apart from that
I just feel like, man
You know sometimes life beats you down
Just to remind you that you're alive
And you know there's no better time than the present
To try and actualize your dreams

Infinity

The universe is the mother of all
Whether big
Whether small
Whether short
Whether tall
Whether devil
Whether God
Whether weak
Whether strong
Whether right
Whether wrong
Whether that
Whether this
Reptilian beast
Bird, man or fish
And nothing on this earth
Can dissuade this
Poet Laureate
With more shapes than snowflakes
Existing everywhere
But they still can't locate
My flow bloviates into a spiritual shape
And co creates reality
My internal compass
Pontificates dramatically
I am not here to negotiate
With the enemy
I am here to create
Product of illuminated speech and wizardry
Poet Laureate Infinity
I will forever be the illest lyrically
Poet Laureate Infinity

A cataclysmic blast
Forced me to expand
The centrifuge the mask
Third strand Is a staircase
My opponent didn't like
Study of conics
Circle emotion in both
The para and the hyperbolas

A cataclysmic blast
Forced me to expand
The centrifuge the mask
Third strand is a staircase
My opponent didn't like
Study of conics
Circle emotion in both
The para and the hyperbolas

And the spacecraft keeps losing speed

Kaiju (2021)












Curmudgeon lyrics - Canibus

The empire beneath the ice
Has everything to do with your life
History is music, music is life
Oh now you tofu tough, you wanna roll in the mud
I got poisonous-blowfish guts sewn into my gloves
Float like a butterfly, fly like a dove
The spirit becomes love if it holds no grudge
Muzzle flash, close your eyes like you in a bubble bath
You say it's so sad, well tell me what's so bad?
First, you get your feet wet, then you wet your beak next
This preset accelerates into a grease of sweat
Oh, you're hungry? Of course, Fine
You're the boss, but if I cook rice pilaf
You have to turn the TV off
She left her earrings over, I was below fixing the outboard motor
I stopped what I was doing, she walked closer
Crunch time, can't take lunchtime
But that's in the bloodline
I only got one more rhyme
And I only got to do it 100 million more times
I'm almost done, I almost lost my mind
I already had my fifteen minutes
Now I'm just stretching the limits
Wit' small digit Professor Emeritus lyrics
Retired in Uruguay study linguistics and writing
I don't know how long I'll be here, my Visa's expired
Twisting up turtle for money
Delta 8 gummies taste funny
Don't you think Honey?
You wanna back rub me?
Scratchy ass voice, honey lemon make my cords moist
But when the fans want me to growl, I ain't got a choice
There's no way to opt-out, compliance comes from the top down
Before Nimrod's temple is knocked down
You talking tough, crypto game
But I ain't seeing no gains
You couldn't break me off with some of that change?
Inside the tabernacle, we grappled over the time capsule
Upsetting the balance between the synthetic and the natural
Sequence confirmed, feel the burn
I apologize in advance if this doesn't seem like a real concern
I am at a loss for words, a monkey kidney looks human
If you shave the fur, I'm ashamed to concur
The puzzle is a crossword, the word is Marlboro
The world revolve first, your faith will falter
The conqueror is a harvester, mistaken for a farmer
Kicking and screaming, you will be dragged up to the altar
But this too shall pass, only a fool will try to outlast
The same entity from the ancestors past
Ooh be careful, not enough data available
You try another password still get a error code
Are you a targeted individual? Hey you never know
But there are places in this world that you should never go
The speech pathologist carved out their tongues
Started mocking 'em, thought about stopping 'em
But it was interesting watching 'em
Mystery charms wrapped around his arms
A suicide belt bomb, underneath his garms keep calm
The deep fake con artist stacking Era Grand bearers bonds in his office
Egg and cheese croissant, no sausage
A threat is a guarantee, yet death is a little less than a promise
So we pray for the dark skin Amish
And the melanated William Wallace
Broken homes for the jobless
Fractured and broken bones for the doctors
Gentlemen, synchronize your watches
The time stops when the internet kill switch is pressed tomorrow morning
The spell ends, the hell begins, the Freedom Bell rings
A fat lady sings, farewell friends
Walk into work while black, the motherfucker jumped out his squad car
And said "Where the fuck is your job at?"
They kill me the Reboot Lord, the Reset God
Now I can see I got more than a couple defects Mom
The world is crashing, collapsing
The audience is standing, applauding and clapping
Are they for real? Or are they acting?
Ay, I know you ain't talking
Me? I'm just standing in the audience
Just trying to enjoy their performances
The fingerless puppet master creating nothing but utter disaster
Evergrand bankrupted the planet
Fighter jet stream down the Potomac river
In the land of the free
If you believe as I do, stand with me

Entameta (Remix) lyrics - Canibus (feat. DMX)

[DMX:]
You gonna do something or just stand there?
No? I didn't think so
Uh, yo
Is this on too?
That's my start, right?

[Canibus:]
This one starts over a beat loop and a hot bowl of dandelion soup
Recorded two projects, I'm 'bout to regroup
Enter the verse of the meta, Can-I-Bus forever
The rhyme predator beta test to make it better
Harmonic tremors, VR molecule, parse the data and zoom
On a Zoom call, howlin' at the moon
Metatron's cube, a tribe from Cameroon
Makes love to change the molecular matter of a spoon
The language was spoken dystopian, sung as a holy hymn
By some old moldy men soakin' in Covid phlegm
Cornmeal coated in fried okra, pathogen serum from live cobras
One hit'll roll your eyes over
Polar drip, solar pole shift, liftin' weights
On a stranded container ship, waitin' for the rain to quit
A thousand solar cycles later I'm still writing with pen and paper
The Creator recreated Jamaica, indigenous
Genetic information, beautiful natives, unusual flavors
Looked her up and down and said "Hmm, I'll take her"
This is critical survival, not in denial
Not an emotional spiral, not bein' tribal or worshippin' idols
Put on your [?] virtual reality goggles
(Put on your goggles and watch me kill shit)

[DMX:]
We gon' get it
Get to 'em
We gon' get it
Now get to 'em
We gon' get it
Get to 'em
We gon' get it
Now get to 'em

[Canibus:]
I woke in a jail where prisoners get key fobs
Every mornin' we feed 'em grapefruit pancakes infused with sea moss
You want white folks involved
Just threaten to vaccinate their dogs
I bet they bring this whole shit to a halt
I'm on the clock when I'm wearin' pajamas
No shirt, just boxers, can't wait to go to work with the Oculus
Cripple in fear, paralyzed there with a stare
What should you wear? It's VR, goddammit, who cares?
Emotion is stable read but now you are sleepin' in the weeds
Tossin' and turnin' like birds in a chicken feed
Quantitative, yet almost basic, gross and naked
Like all the missing heads of the statues they excavated
Damn, the Canibus Man got abs like Lenny Krav'
His hands lift heavy slabs and split heavy bags
Spongy form encephalopathy, I have to keep workin'
And deep burnin' to complete deep discernin' machine learnin'
Mixing jars, cold Shandy, lemonade and beer
Contemplate what it would take to recreate your career
What two words contain the most letters?
The answer is post office, nigga
(Put on your goggles and watch me kill shit)

[DMX:]
We gon' get it
Get to 'em
We gon' get it
Now get to 'em
We gon' get it
Get to 'em
We gon' get it
Now get to 'em

[Canibus:]
Detect an infection, arise an airborne transmission
And all they had to do was listen
That was completely unscripted, just havin' some fun with it
A mind erasin' event, that leave you tongue-twisted
Three weeks without food, three days without water
Three minutes without oxygen, he's a dead man talkin'
I want mandatory black beans with rice and greens
[?] acetylene turn you to a TikTok meme
Don't let me throw you out the chopper, the top of the Nakatomi Plaza
They thought they got him, I'm the only survivor
I'm the captain of this ocean liner
iPad Navionics, I don't need no autopilot
Enter the Metaverse is an online course
Where I dismount my horse and kick your corpse

[DMX:]
We gon' get it
Get to 'em
We gon' get it
Now get to 'em
We gon' get it
Get to 'em
We gon' get it
Now get to 'em

Yo yo yo yo yo yo yo
What up? What up? What up?
Talk to 'em
DMX

Hydra lyrics - Canibus

I'm from a planet
Called Xanotos Gambit
Where I used to be a champion
Now I'm just regular old Canibus
Your wrist-band says 'do not resuscitate'
OK, just lay there while I fuck your face
911 emergency facetime
Decreases the wait time
Just be polite to the police to save time
'Cause if you scream over the phone
They take your ass to the green zone
Where you gon' end up with a tube up your nose
All alone in a concrete room that's so cold
You'll be froze, with icicles hanging from your earlobes
Eskimo varmones
I'm like a polar bear getting his hair combed
Sittin' on a tropical throne
My wolves look like 64 legged spiders
With 8 headed hydras
Breathing through Cnibus breathalyzers
Brought to you by Pfizer
Goliath drop science from the shoulders of giants
People quick to despise it
And the gods are stooped to admire
The hunt continues even at night
My murder hornets are nocturnal flyers and they bite
Even in flight, we strike
10-minute warning
Zero dark, early in the morning
My life is so boring
Now I'm boarding
Stockpiling food
Still hoarding
Freeze-drying eliminates spoiling
If you can swim to the next mooring
Then I'll meet you in the morning
The lifebuoy rope is uncoiling
I saved your life, it's heart-warming
The big homie Jose
He smelled like roach spray
He used to always say
That he missed the old days
I used to laugh when he listened to the O'jays
Muy trabajo even on slow days
His brother named Soze
He fucked with the dope game
Quero comer the scorpion, that was his code name
Prepare for game day
Every Wednesday is buy propane day
The Paypal cash app apple payday
They add the virus to the cocktail then stir
They believe we are the disease and our death is their cure
Our whole life, only our first breath was pure
Through the redundant cycle of fear next to occur
They break backs to build back stronger
But it got so much harder
Folks can't tow the line any longer
Population corralled
To the point they can only move their bowels
Like some god damn bovine cows
Medical patients lay there naked
Intubated, we lay hands on ventilators
Prey for them, but still can't save them
I asked shorty why she need a rubber for her strap-on
She said to hide her new Joan smell from her last Joan
I ain't last that hard since money talks
Or seeing Chris Tucker do that fifth element walk
Silence! can never be caught
Benjamin Bulldog to the heart
Samuel Jackson from 'jumper' said
Just cause you can teleport
That don't make you God
Imma break you off
You gon' take this jab, Imma make you cough
Flatten the back of your head
With a tow truck flatbed
Grab my Phillips out the tool bag
And stab your leg
See me, I don't study how rugged you sound
I doubled down, jump to the ground, Bus double the rounds
Invite me if you want trouble around
If I can't muzzle the sound
I find an empty water bottle off the ground
My days are numbered
But so are yours you stupid motherfucker
You can't escape the spell were under
What's your style
Siberian sambo skin penetrating nano
Go Rambo on that asshole no capto
Model bitch rid my cock
While I watch Dipset Vs Lox
Then after that, we watch brlbrlbrlbrl get mocked
I got a gift
I built my own wings to achieve lift
My verses are reverse engineered Gullwing kit
Brother poetry, sullen beat
Sold 3 but didn't know it was me
The infinite rhyme, I told you it was deep
Let these truths be self-evident
Based off our morphic resonance
7 decimal points to the left again
With radiated intelligence
Helium 3 weapons kits unregistered
I sound like Jim Vexer when I spit
Robotic, johnny mnemonic
With inflammo thrombotic
Response in my solder sockets
When I'm popping and locking
Step in the mic booth
Propulsion system glowing bright blue
Described in the bible, turn into a giant Kaiju
Taking commands from space force flight crew
I was Japanese in '92
They called my tiny Timbuktu
Sky hero drones
No wires, push-button broken appliance
You didn't know your warranty was expired?
Gorilla gardening with long-forgotten techniques
Of Phoenician farming and I'm only charging
1 crypto farthing
Laughing so hard I can't stop farting
So charming its alarming
A brother tommy and Steve Harvey in the morning
They was calling
I told em I ain't donating no organs
God damn it, you better get off my phone, I'm done talking

Travis Scott Concert lyrics - Canibus (feat. Born Sun & Body Bag Ben)

[Canibus:]
I'ma iron your clothes
Wit' your body still in 'em
While the background sound
Like a lobby full of women
He sold me a lemon?
I kill 'em
But bring 'em back to me first
So I can strip 'em, and close fist 'em
Then hang 'em up wit' his toes missin'
Nigga shoulda listened
That stupid ass video you sent 'em
I'ma talk about that in a second
But right now, I'ma tell you
That there will be no intervention
Words that rhyme in a sentence
Are my invention
And please let's not even mention timing
When I'm riding a rhythm
God willing, bodybag beta test
I had sex your wit' your Ex, wearing a Avirex
Came on her neck
Mutant X lubricant
I undress the cuckoos breasts
Take it all the way down to 2%
Don't let the Mandalorian
Have to wind the window down on the Delorian
Do that, he coming for all of them

[Born Sun:]
Yo, this a open invitation
Born Sun waitin'
Facemask conversation
Bash his face in
Rata-tat ratchet
Static, never panic
Goons from Nibiru
Scrapping, grappling wooly mammoths
Bad mama jama
DC 'Bama with the hammer
Never showing teeth for the camera
Stamina laminating
CD's in Atlanta
Standing at 5 points
Channelin' the channeler
Supreme chancellor
Two-legged Tarantula
Crankshaft crank it up
Tote a whole camper
Born Sun'll body you
Wit' ballroom banter
He said if I got cash
I can bang the banker
I'm looking in her eyes
Trying to find a way to thank her
Here's a handkerchief
For your vaginal anger
Cycle pharmacology
Technology and my Wallabees
Ain't nobody even got deets'
Screaming against Socrates
Standing next to chickenhead pottery
'Cause the squares got on top of me
Next year is don release
Everybody getting a lobotomy
I called it balderdash biology
Travis Scott concert
Unbody spirits in the mosh pit
Hold the crowd spiritually hostage
What wha-wha-what 1, 2, 1, 2
2022 more Born Sun for you

[Bodybag Ben:]
Look, this perseverance, huh
Midnight toasters on your grave, son
Lifting spirits
You caught the Holy Ghost like Joseph Simmons
But shit be like that when you illin'
Blood on his shelltoes
Can't play the villain
Pay the piper, now its lemon peppers
Shift the land like a shepherd
Bear the fruit
Taste the nectar, huh
His arm hanging off the stretcher
Rung his bell now he laid up like Denzel
In the Bone Collector
Hellish premonitions when the rent past due
Wave mags to
Run jewels in the Air Max 2
He got the deuce deuce tucked in the bubble goose, ha
Word, now he got the mac in the knapsack
Child, all he do is party and bullshit
Ain't no life after death when the drum rip
It's unbelievable, he ain't ready to die
Nah, I ain't think so
It's either friend or foe
Without warning to kicking in the door
Ha, wolves at the door yo, that's for certain
44 on his frame like George Gervin
Now his bodies squirting
Behind the curtain, see the evil lurkin'
Rock homes that's full of Durban
Leave homes in ya turban, Body

Animal Husbandry lyrics - Canibus

I crawled out the swamp
It sound like silliness
'Til I grab you and take you back under
Like I'm amphibious
Read this, they built several specialized clinics
Just for my lyrics
And I don't even wanna go near it
I get scared
I don't even debate in my head
They said you're already dead
Just take your meds
Whether you're lab born
Or you came out of a womb
If you alive, there ain't no way
You can't feel what I'm doing
And until you get into it
We gon' all suffer in mutual ruin
Cause I don't think you understand my music
My Godzilla four winds
Is like four spinning dorsal fins
The water blow the glass out of your lens
Here's some hot water and vinegar
Go over there and clean up all of them sinners
Don't come back until you're finished
Sonic weapons for war time
Close source measures from North-com
Animal husbandry takes all my time
Therefore, not much I care for
Besides certified, referenced material of well prepared bars
Listen, I don't want no trouble
But if I have to polish my own belt buckle
I'ma give you these knuckles
Smartphones and homes that talk
Non fungible art
Let's step outside of the bungalow for a walk
If you look at the tall reeds
They're beautiful as you can see
But they will not survive the category 5 wind speeds
Liquid cooled, home schooled
Compound finance rules
Anything's better than a Tyvek suit
Jet propulsion, under the props
Oh my god, weapons going hot
Tail smoking like steam from a pot
I under stand you don't really know what I mean a lot
You're shocked to hear me say
"Come over here and clean my cock"
You are a P.O.W, half of you are gullible fools
The other half of you are running from the rules
And my rap song
Thoughts no man is prepared to act on
You better call Allahu AkBar
Rap star, riding in the back of the car
With a bodyguard, air support
And a tiny attack dog
Multiple antigens approach
Canibus, cross reaction analysis
Niggas get smoked
Dark power is drawn from a waving wand
Your poetry's strong, but it cannot save the savant
Listen to the god, that shit hard
Demolition or dawn
From one million bars put on one song
Man, you got King Kong balls
Whatever side you wanna sit on
Just go over there and get yours
You still want that gourmet?
You need to come holla at Jorge
He bet the whole house on a horse race
Hallelujah, bodies float down the Chattanooga
'Cause the charter boat had shooters
Glad I took a Uber
The reason I talk trash
Cause life goes by so fast
And death is like a fast moving life raft
Look into the eyes
Of the cytokine calm storm spinning clockwise
Towards where you are
Hard war cleaver, part metaverse amoeba
Please fill out your electronic verification by email
Populate each field with appropriate details
I'll take care of everything else
And just raise your hand if you need help
Start my day with the Das EFX
Grab my bumstickitty-blood clot vest
Then go outside and catch wreck
Touch the stage
Survive a place
My hips gyrate
When I feel that burn
It put a smile on my face
Microphone fiends focus
To smell the metabolic acidosis
Coming from the rose garden cultures
Command and control
Then transmit from both poles
That's just one of my campaign goals
If your'e not busy swing by
Soft music, dim lights
Real nice, kind of got that I Ching vibe
Nowadays you got to live right
Try not to be out past midnight
That's probably the only thing I did write
BMG merchants very adverse with smart contract purchase
They handle more pressure than combat nurses
How many beats? How many verses?
It depends how many people are working
I don't know why Americas so expensive

Covid Santa lyrics - Canibus

The scenery starts off with a slow pan from a drone cam
And a drone operator with cold hands
A Body Bag Ben beat bumps, a chime from a grandfather clock
Made of pinewood with walnut studs
A pearly red unfinished sleigh bed of carbon fiber
One can only guess to fly higher and faster from being lighter
Pieces of liquor bottle shards crunched atop squeaky floorboards
Screens on walls flashing off and on, Weather Report
Killington Vermont, Whistler, Snow King Resort
Black Diamond conditions travel restricted and closed off
A shipment of hummingbird broth was lost
Because it couldn't get across
Mrs. Claus had a psychotic blow off
And that's why we were called, but now that we are here
We are seeing things are much more deeper than we thought
The whole compound was a pigsty, black mold in the carpet
Mouldy half-eaten cookies, milk rotting in cartons
The elves moved all the factory equipment out of the way
Twice a week they throw raves, Nora En Pure deejays
Mrs. Claus doesn't know what to do, she just stays
In her room, they say she has a Fentanyl problem too
OK, Mrs. Claus is the spouse, for now we can rule her out
But we need to find the man of the house
They say he's in bad shape, just look at the landscape
I don't care if it's man-made or not, it's a damn shame
Mrs. Claus stopped payment
The Goods Department ran out of patience
The elves are working for terrorist organizations
Rudolf's nose is sick, he can't walk for shit
He's certified fit for service but he's got bone cyst
Dancer and Prancer have capped hocks in fluid blocks
We're wondering what Santa's gonna do when the music stops
In our first conversation we asked Mrs. Claus
About her GPS ankle bracelet, she remained complacent
We asked Mrs. Claus, "Can you please take us to Santa?"
She looked over at one of the elves, wouldn't give us an answer
Now this elf was whistling Amazing Grace and didn't say much
Looked like he had a pistol tucked, straight thug
He said he was a playa in the global human settlement layer
And he accepted revenue from Lord Maitreya
Another elf said, "We'll take you to Santa
But we need your passport, phone, radio, and your helmet camera"
I complied, gave him all four without blinking an eye
They opened the door and took me outside
We walked downrange to a Buckminster Fuller building type frame
With a door that had a cryptonite chain
I almost couldn't believe, I heard the whirling sound
Of a machine you would use to help somebody breathe
At first, I see bare feet, the EKG beep
I move closer, then I see rosacea in both cheeks
I see tubes carrying red blood out of two man boobs
To a machine, then back into a hand turned blue
I was so confused, I turned around to the elves
And said, "What in Satan's name have you done to yourselves?"
One of the elves stepped forward
He said, "This is hard to ignore, but I owe you an explanation
I'm not a doctor, but I'm not an impostor
I'm a medical proctor, and I don't think he's got much longer
You see, lactic acid is green, uric acid is orange
Sulfuric acid is yellow but Santa's is much darker
His citric acid is clear, I know that I'm a fast talker
But he's gonna die without the proper anatomic markers
'Cause his interstitial fluids have been mixing with unknown
Biopollutants turning him into some kind of mutant"
In other words, technically Santa's entire genomic integrity's
In great jeopardy's what he said to me
And he's been treated for the latest strain, he's positive
Non-homologous, we contacted Dr. Oculus
Our last communicae' placed him in two hours away
But I should warn you if he's not here, we have to operate
"Operate how? Here? Sure, there's wrecked shit everywhere
This is a fucking sanitary nightmare!
Good idea, glad you're in charge, you're doing a great job
Look at him! Don't you think Santa looks a bit gone?"
Antibody dependent enhancement, what are Santa's chances?
Don't they make an ?ulcerated? cream for cancer?
You little shit, you be using my phone to look at dick pics
When I was your age, I used to work at the Big Dig
Fluorescent, illuminated X-rays, polyethylene death sprays
From a nuclear submarine's wet bay (Yay!)
You are pathogenically primed for prime time
The meter says 9, 9, 9, 9
And now Christmas is fucked, I hope you're satisfied
What you gon' do now Santa done died?

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