Cemantics Lyrics - Canibus

Aiight yo 

Let's talk about the incredible rap flow 

We can have a Dinner for Five with John Favreau 

See it comes to me natural 

One of my integral attributes, is to be lyrically tactful 

I can prove who's nicer, who's not an emcee 

Through falsifiable scientific hypothesis 

In recent times, I find it's never been about the rhymes 

The game is very politicized 

Those who sympathize with they hearts and minds 

Show hatred through the mouth, body language and eyes 

Sometimes I say to myself, why do I even try 

In spite of whatever happens, I love it until I die 

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If you don't believe in the other dimensions you been duped 

They're the main ingridience in this cosmic soup 

See the mouse?, grab it 

Edit the edges with Avid 

Is this the picture of a duck or a rabbit 

You see ass and tits?, welcome to madness 

Please, try to interpret the following passage 

Magenetohydrodynamic mechanics 

Translated into Canibus language you'll never understand it 

It's on when the crowd is cheering me on 

Waving they arms, like they doing Falun Gong 

Firearms three quarters of a million troops strong 

In a single file line, stretched out a mile long 

Thermodynamics of the second law 

Isolated physical systems lead toward greater disorder 

Across the dry desert in the featureless sand 

Water is secondary to the meaning of man 

I know but I won't tell 

There's more to the human race than polymers proteins and protocells 

Chemical evolution, L- and D-form sudunits 

That come from the love of Hip Hop and Rap music 

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The scourge of the words, I attack the earth with 

I bet you submerge dry and emerge wet, what you think? 

Confuse my shrink with english, the publication refuses to print 

My daughter likes blue, and my son likes pink 

Man, give me a drink 

What kind of world are we living inn? I think it stinks 

Whatever life you live, it's a quick-sited quiz 

If you percieve something to be real maybe it is 

Force your kids to listen to Dead Prez, before they go to bed 

Send them to school, put them in special Ed 

Reinforce their paranoia of the feds 

Make sure they grow dreads and they live on the edge 

The philosiphy of the hard-knocks, pan-psychics sit on the block 

And attempt to talk to rocks 

In the projects where they harvest the human crop 

Organic robots that bleed when they get shot 

If you can survive or thrive in the Jamacan ghetto 

You deserve a Congressional medal 

My heart goes out to all the young bloods 

The heart has reasons the mind knows not of 

From the first to the twelfth month 

I keep a twelfth pump in the trunk, for the day when Hell comes 

Was invincible on the mic when I held one 

My motto was to blaze all and spare none 

I came, I saw, I conquered, now they're just an empty void 

Mic Club come holla at your boy 

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