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[Canibus]
I transmit images over the distance
Using the inflation premise of ten to the minus thirty-two seconds
Back to the Canibus era
My eponym is apparent
Those who hear my efforts gotta give me the merit
Off lyrics alone I'm a legend
But I can't take credit, the English language was not my invention
It's the way I put it together
The incorrect English editor
Can't nobody ever do it better
People forget but the history will remember
I plead guilty to the charge and accepted the sentence
Let the records show I resisted under the pressure
My short but precise endeavor to raise the measure

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[Canibus]
Hip-hop forever
That's what I see when I look in the mirror
Regardless of whether I'm not a bestseller
I'm a first class spitter
The literal literature ripper
Painting pictures for intelligent listeners
From any and all dispositions
The fusion of what's written creates a fission called Canibus-ism
The intellectual division of science and religion
People waste their momentum trying to defend it
All I do it put it to ink then put it to print
See what you think, maybe I should speak to a shrink
I could fix the way they look at the world
They read all these books in a barrel
But they can't think for themselves
Self-contained, I'm all balls, belts and brains
Muslim strong 'cause no one ever help Germaine

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[Canibus]
Observe the whole world's pain
And tell me you ain't tired of prayin'
The catholic faith will never be the same
You could be put in chains 'cause you got a Muslim name
Sent to Guantánamo Bay and tortured for days
Man, I'd rather buy some land and grow an orchard of grapes
Drink vegetable juice, stay away from steaks and shakes and snakes
These rats in the corporations is fake
Nobody ever gives you what they already didn't take
Invest and wait, you'll be broke till you break
Man you learn to pick a lock you wanna open a gate
I mimic haters like flight simulators at air bases
Recovered from an inverted spin, now I'm famous
Those who respond to Rip the Jacker with hate
Show poor taste and only exacerbate their fate
MicClub.net, get it right motherfucker
Get it right, get a mic

[Hook]
[Canibus]   I transmit images over the distance   Using the inflation premise of ten to the minus thirty-two seconds   Back to the Canibus era   My eponym is apparent   Those who hear my efforts gotta give me the merit   Off lyrics alone I'm a legend   But I can't take credit, the English language was not my invention   It's the way I put it together   The incorrect English editor   Can't nobody ever do it better   People forget but the history will remember   I plead guilty to the charge and accepted the sentence   Let the records show I resisted under the pressure   My short but precise endeavor to raise the measure      [Hook]      [Canibus]   Hip-hop forever   That's what I see when I look in the mirror   Regardless of whether I'm not a bestseller   I'm a first class spitter   The literal literature ripper   Painting pictures for intelligent listeners   From any and all dispositions   The fusion of what's written creates a fission called Canibus-ism   The intellectual division of science and religion   People waste their momentum trying to defend it   All I do it put it to ink then put it to print   See what you think, maybe I should speak to a shrink   I could fix the way they look at the world   They read all these books in a barrel   But they can't think for themselves   Self-contained, I'm all balls, belts and brains   Muslim strong 'cause no one ever help Germaine      [Hook]      [Canibus]   Observe the whole world's pain   And tell me you ain't tired of prayin'   The catholic faith will never be the same   You could be put in chains 'cause you got a Muslim name   Sent to Guantánamo Bay and tortured for days   Man, I'd rather buy some land and grow an orchard of grapes   Drink vegetable juice, stay away from steaks and shakes and snakes   These rats in the corporations is fake   Nobody ever gives you what they already didn't take   Invest and wait, you'll be broke till you break   Man you learn to pick a lock you wanna open a gate   I mimic haters like flight simulators at air bases   Recovered from an inverted spin, now I'm famous   Those who respond to Rip the Jacker with hate   Show poor taste and only exacerbate their fate   MicClub.net, get it right motherfucker   Get it right, get a mic      [Hook]
 
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