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Data di rilascio: 08.02.2010
Limiti di età: 18+
Linguaggio delle canzoni: inglese
Melatonin Magik |
Sumerian, Chinese, Egyptian, Latin |
Nobody can match Canibus when I’m rappin (what happened?) |
Captain Cold Crush get it crackin |
There’s more than one person right now that’s not laughin |
Squash microphones with unknown chromosomes |
To discover the codes that controls the brain’s frontal lobes |
The pineal gland glows (go! go! go!) |
Don’t look back, I got ya back bro |
He’s a high profile target, code name Sergeant Armpits |
He was Rakim Allah’s first artist |
Lemme bus' em; naw, I’m a punish em, Ra |
I’m a show you how the mothafuckin government lie |
Got nothin to do with pride, you must realize |
Few of us will be alive by Solar Cycle 25 |
I tried to look for solutions, that’s not enough time |
They won’t be satisfied til every one of us die |
Aight, calm the fuck down and listen to my rhymes |
The only way that you can free yourself is your mind |
First thing you gotta do is put the antagonism behind |
Then you gotta put ya life on the line |
The reward is great; the risk? Even greater |
Fellowship can only make a Braveheart braver |
Watch who you followin, watch who you praisin |
«Yes We Can"backwards is «Thank You Satan» |
YES I’m Jamaican; YES I’m a patriot |
NO I will not forsake you for a paycheck |
YES this is victory, YES I can taste it |
NO I’m not a Mason, I’m followin my trainin |
They monitor my body functions from central London |
My heart rate is thumpin, I suffer from numbness |
A robot arm shoves the drugs in |
My scrubs are disgustin and sullen, I smell like cub skin |
Funky, funky, funky odor; Bridgewater, South Dakota |
My spit fizz like soda, I’m in a coma |
In a pagoda, nurse McLovin |
Says she wouldn’t fuck me if I was her husband |
Don’t trust the bitch |
I’m in a warehouse alone |
I hear doors open and close, |
No phone, no intercom controls |
Wouldn’t matter anyway I’m in a paranormal zone |
Goose bumps grow, I could hear a few ghosts moan |
I’m a mastermind, tryin to amplify the frequency of the rhyme |
So I can learn to fly |
So yeah, fuck a punchline |
I’m past that prime, that’s not a crime |
So go find someone else to dick ride |
Focus on the truth, it’s long overdue |
It woulda never happened if I told you what I wanted to do |
The Inconvenient Truth is a convenient truth |
012 solar cycle 24 commin soon |
I promise you Canibus achieved the impossible |
It’s only logical it’s time for the truth |
Whether I’m gonna be around to witness it or not |
I spit this shit for hip-hop |
Twitter niggas type their hype they write Canibus smash the mic |
Cause you can’t blackball the light |
They know my hands always been tied |
You call that a fight? |
Give me the mic I call in an airstrike |
Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide |
There’s some things in this worls that money can’t buy |
Respect, honor, fuck it, it’s all corrupted |
The media can not be trusted |
You shouldn’t need a budget, to rep hip-hop |
You don’t have to suck dick just to get your shot |
Just work with what you got |
Don’t be a robot, be human |
Influenced by hip-hop music |
It ain’t nothin like |
It ain’t nothin like |
It ain’t nothin like hip-hop music |
It ain’t nothin like |
It ain’t nothin like |
It ain’t nothink like hip-hop music |
50 plus bars is some new shit |
It’s called Melatonin Magik and music |
50 plus bars is some new shit |
It’s called Melatonin Magik and music |
No bullshit |
Take it back to 1997 exclusive clue shit |
The most intrusive MC in hip-hop music |
Lyrically you can’t do shit |