Текст песни Canibus - Poet Laureate II, слова песни Canibus

Текст песни Canibus - Poet Laureate II

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[Sampled Intro: same outro from Poet Laureate]Uhh I dont understand how a writer could ever get writer`s block, so calledMy problem is having too much.. and being unable to get it down...[Canibus]Yo, why is the ripper so ill?That would be a unpardonable breach of confidence for me to reveal!He said "One of these days, all eyes would be on mewhen they look up in the sky and see the neon C"Rhymes inscribed on a nickel disk encasedin glass with an ion beam for longevityFor more then 10 centuries, impressions and memoriesthe first time the machine inventor will mention meCanibus was a visionary indeedhe believed light could travel in multiples of CThe organic supercomputer that solved the mysteriesof Clan Calusa with 2 blue metric rulersLiked Cool J, but thought Stephen J. Gould was coolerand he never liked to propagate rumorsSmoked Canary Island cigarsliked America, luxury cars and beautiful Asian broadsHe had a strong mind, he used to philosophizeabout rhymes while he was pruning his BanzaiHe claimed that he had written the greatest rhyme of all timebut he would never take it out his archivesHe wrote 2 songs per dayand was constantly was experimenting with his wordplayIn his youth he did a report on the Sloan Digital Sky surveyhe got an F but he deserved an AI followed his career from the first dayit seemed the lack of support contributed to his inert waysI seen him pull in 24 hour workdayswith deferred pay, undeterred by the word "shame"Public humiliation was the worst painhe was spinnin out of control like a class 5 hurricaneHe said he wouldn`t want another MC to suffer the sameEspecially when there`s nothing to gainHe was the illest alive but nobody would face ithe spit till his toungue was too torched to taste, itproperly funded corporations carbon dated his latest creationsto extract the informationThey found it utterly amazingthey claimed the body of his work was the same thing as a priceless paintingNever mattered to him, the art galleries hated himcause Thomas K.K. called, said he would take 10Complete enigmas wrapped in puzzles encrypted in languagewith sound but without shape or signatureKept files in his garage, on MS-DOSin a fire-proof pod, he thought it was oddOutside there was a shed with an Oppenheimer lockhe apparently kept more wax then Madame Tussaud`sWe were in total awe, cause it blew our mindsso many rhymes that were intricately designedHe WAS Poet Laureate of his timeand if you dont mind, Id like to share some of his rhymes[*beat switches*]Alone in my room, looking thru the 32X telescope zoomadjusting the focus of the moonOne should not assume the philosophy of David Humeis nothing more then a subjective conclusionWhat is the maximum field rate application?the run away glaciation surrounding the ocean basinaffects the population, fluctuationon a continuous basis but thats just the basicsThe juxtaposition of Canibus`s positionthe precision something no other has writtenWay above and beyond what was intendedthe unparallel Malleable annunciation of a sentenceYou didnt go to college obviouslyI can tell by your ungodly unintelligible terminologyA remarkable odyssey, the rhymes of modern speedswhen the brain orders the body not to breatheIncompetency is not up to speed, you not in my leagueyou couldnt possibly be hotter then meOr oppositely your minus 25 degrees, you`d squeezebut the condensation makes rifle barrels freezeAllow me to speak figuratively, nigga pleasemy intellectual properties are about the size of GreeceYour counselor advised you not to speakmy counselor advised me to keep rhymin until they stopped the beatIn the words of Joseph Heller, "I learned how to write better"even though it sort of urked meHe said he didnt understand the process of the imaginationbut he felt he was at its mercyWhich exploits my point perfectly and certainly reinforcesthe reason why nobody`s probably ever heard of meCouldnt understand what I mean by illunless you try to translate what I print to filmThis is the line of will, the circle of timethe cycle of eternity, the emergence of 1 lineAcademic phonetics render critics tounge-tiedIve personified dry humor of cum-laude alumniA wise man sees failure as progressa fool divorces his knowledge and misses the logicAnd loses his soul in the processobsessed with nonsense with a caricature that has no contentMy style is masterful, multi-lateralI could battle a fool and be naturally cruelWords of scourn are a disasterous toolfrom an existentialist`s view, I`m a better rapper then youGrab the mic and rip your physical fabric in 2my attitude is fucked up but abrogableDifferent methods interpreted into different formsfrom entirely different perceptions and seen from different normsNot to spit in the palm theres much more involvedtheres much more pieces of the puzzle for you to solve48 orders of mechanical lawsand rays of creational cause, enhance the cadence of my barsMaybe I am self-obsorbedbut thats the effect, to find the cause you should ask my A&RToday is what it is, but only because yesterday was what it waspermitting you heard of BeezlebubA tale of demons and drugs, pissy drunk in the clubwith the DJ doing the needle rubChances are you`ll never see me sonyeah I know my names Canibus but I cant help you if you need a dub[*beat switches*]I came to holla at some big booty bitchesand listen to the speakers thump, where you get conceited from?Im so nice on the mic, they wanna beat me upits deep as fuck, I aint seen it all but ive seen enoughReally unbelievable stufftheres a lot of times where I wanna speak but I`m stuckI should leave this rap shit aloneand kick my incredible in rhymes in the privacy of my own homeMy imagination is my owndelibity to speak to freely lyrically on the microphoneWit a pen in my hand, I bring motion to the enyogramand become "Cani-millenia man"Grave my back with the emperor`s stampbeen spittin scientific rap since the 17th century beganTryna` escape the wicked empire of Def Jamand the land where lyrics are bland and heretics hangEvery warrior has an axe to burybut he has to learn to discern between enemy and adversaryI said to myself, "Germaine this is insaneIt`s suicide its controlled flight into terrain"I fought to regain, control of the plain, but went up in a ball of flamesand got banned from the hip-hop hall of fameFor two bars I kept hearin in my headover and over again, it cost me everything[*beat changes back to the original beat*]I`m convinced now that more then truth is at stakeWhere people create language that pretends to communicateEuphamisms are misundertood as mistakesbut its a bi-product of the ghetto music we makeFrom an extroverted point of view I think its to lateHip Hop has never been the same since `88Since it became a lucrative profession as a misconceptionin the movement in any direction as progressionEven though of the potency of it lessensbig money industries writing checks to suppress the questionAnd nobody gives a fuck no more, no one goes to the book storeever since the influence of Moore`s LawBut I stay in the lab, like Niels Bohrhis son Aage, Edward Lawrence, and Leo SzilardLyrically I take rap music and turn the knobto the right full throttle and added panacheWhy would I argue with my own conscience over the truth?That`s like me telling myself don`t tell me what to doDialysis and analyses of battle MC`ssometimes I say things I myself can`t believeMy lyrical is so skillfully elipticalI can understand how it makes you miserableYou wonder why I never let you play your beats for meor why I keep my studio shrouded in secrecyYou wonder whats my infatuation with Alicia Keyes"Canibus why dont you speak to me?"Yo, I meant it when I said no one can shine on a song that features meThat`s why I said it so vehementlyYou need to replace the hate with respectI`m probably the best yet, Poet Laureate!!![Sampled outro]Generally I take.. I go with the given..ya know with what comes to me .. over the celestial wireless ..whenever it comes, you`re lucky when you get it..

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