Cenoir Studies 02 Lyrics - Canibus

[Canibus] 

Yo the artists come and go, so does the show 

So does the dough, nothin lasts forever you know 

It's all about the experience and what you take from it 

What you learn in the process, what you make of it 

Number two in the world at the top of the summit, I loved it 

Shoulda packed a parachute for the plummet 

Now I'm opening these clips crawlin through mud pits 

With guns and hundreds of clips on Uncle Sam's budget 

Hundred rifles itself, handcuff Bert Reynolds 

To Jim Brown and escape with Raquel Welsh 

Isn't my queen lovely? feed her rum of rays 

And ice cream, shower her with diamond rings and money 

23 hours a day I study 

Dreamin about beautiful women I hate you gay teletubies 

Dreams keep my alive you can't take em from me 

The battlefield is bloody, mean, and ugly 

My andrenaline rushes when the enemy rush me 

Tryin to bust me 'cause I swore I'd defend my country 

If I could choose between being lucky and having money 

Nothing negative could ever touch me 

What must be is ultimately not up to me 

But I sacrifice my life for yours if you trust me 

Pin my medals upon my chest 

So I could left-right-left in a certain death 

God's speed and God bless 

In the end I hope God is impressed if I'm put to rest 

I did what I came to do, no time left 

Say my name out the blue 'cause I rhyme it the best 

Mic club dot net see me live in the flesh 

You could come and download every rhyme that I spit 

You could pay homage to Rip for one dollar a clip 

None of those rhymes is on the album bitch 

It's a storage facility where I keep my shit 

For the students in the class that wanna peep my shit 

Break a bootlegger leg if he leak my shit 

You don't wanna sign him bitch then eat my shit 

Drink my piss, you could never compete like this 

I'ma give you an example how deep I get 

Technology not available for purchase 

My brains collects, stores, and converts million bar verses 

At a stand-off distance of a thousand feet 

I illuminate the target and pound em to sleep 

To within one micro-inch if you out in the street 

I could close my ears and still move my mouth to the beat 

Dial-up to your network and make your files delete 

Count to three, listen to your browser beep 

Too late, foot already stepped in the feces 

Dr. Norton's too sick to help your PCs 

Virtually I make your virtual memory freeze 

With a weapon of mass destruction double you MD's 

I'm a TMC trouble to MCs 

Destroy colonies with UCAVs 

I send in no less than twenty A-teams 

Wipe you out before I even get to the Bs 

With my Trans-atmospheric space based mirrors 

Can you write that out without typographical error? 

Dumb fucks I'm the best ever whatever 

Divide 18 by 6 you get the third letter 

From the lowest earth orbit up to the heavens 

I bomb y'all wit lyrics of flesh shredders and petters forever 

As a spitter I'm still tougher than leather 

I had to go underground to get over the pressure 

Battle rap from the Renaissance multi-megawatt 

Bury you beneath the bedrock on the bed of rocks 

I could never get bored 

I write about Hugsley vs Wibble Force, fuck writin killer chorus 

Copenhaven curriculum of metaphors 

Everything from Bob Marley to Tenor Saul 

The System of A Down song number 14 

I see aerials in the sky when I dream 

The end is near I wish it would hurry up 

I feel nano-bacteria burning me up 

Before I explain in detail 

You should examine the Mahr's mineral samples under my nails 

Sometimes I wonder who's listening 

The auditory Pavlovian conditioning's so sickening 

My adenine, guanine, cytosine, 

And thymine is really what makes my rhyme supreme 

Soon as I hear the beat, bada-bing 

You gotta think: a hundred bars...damn, that's a lotta ink 

Eventually all of my albums'll be out of print 

There'll be a clone for every style I invent 

For every line I rhyme intense 

For all the time I spent, every word I spit since 96 

If you could input at a hundred 

I could output way above it, if we in public, I double it 

Put this on your study list and go study, bitch 

Basically quoting Hammer you "can't touch this" 

I'm too assertive and alert for what its worth 

My best piece of work is still yearning to be birthed 

Class Dismissed 

Cenoir Studies from Canibus 

[Outro] 

There is something mystical, but it's not RARE 

and nobody should treat it as though this is something special 

that writer's do... anybody--anybody born physically able in the brain 

can sit down and begin to write something and discover 

that there are depths in her soul or his soul that are untapped