Canibus - Crisis Music lyrics

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Quite suspicious

Quite suspicious

Quite suspicious

Quite suspicious, quite suspicious

Unknown Man 1: It's very complicated around here. Strangers who come out here have problems.

Unknown Man 2: What sort of problems?

Unknown Man 1: What?

Unknown Man 2: What sort of problems?

Unknown Man 1: If they catch them, they kill them. They don't ask any questions. They just kill people.

Unknown Woman: Why do they do that?

Unknown Man 1: What? They're paranoid. Because they think they've come to spy on them. They're paranoid.

Canibus:

Yo, your stomach hurt the whole night cause you ate too much GMO rice

To go along with your GMO life

You just a dummy with a smart phone

And you belong in the poor social class in the country you call home

The old grizzly bear with some nappy ass hair

Selfish motherf*cker, no honey to spare, yeah

Energy shortage, the poor got to pay for it

The water is poisonous, wait a couple days for it

Third world conditions, no way out

Relief's on the way, they say it could be any day now

I say they lying trying to stall you, alter your view

The S&M Executioner escort you down the hall,

to a noose in a FEMA camp freighter caboose

I trade a pocket knife for a pair of boots

Born as a beggar, die with more spiritual treasure

The Nebuchadnezzar letters from dead repossessors

Belly up to the bar, half a bottle of Maker's Mark

Shut the fuck up, it ain't safe to talk

By the hook or crook, certainly not ever by the book, that's the reason the world's so corrupt

The bank is like p**sy, they tell you it's yours

Soon as you turn your back, they open up they drawers

Flugelrads with computer jobs

Adam Zakar plays basketball, he just wants cash and cars

He lit a match, he wanted to check what's in his tank

That's why we all call him "skinless Frank"

A loss of confidence of leadership

They don't report till they see the shit, hit the fan then they plead the fifth

Property, gold, Ice Age, cold

Es solamente piel y huesos

Property, gas gold, Ice Age, cold

Es solamente piel y huesos

Cursed, blessed, all in the same breath

It's a miracle Germaine got anything left

They tell you to relax, then stab you in the back

While the world collapse through small covert attacks

They observe the boss, a brown nosers' work of art

He tells everybody else to leave the room, then removes your heart

He says "don't ever turn your back on God," the vampire of emotions and thoughts

A few adults hug close in the dark

Somebody opens the door, to find out what emotions are for

The future is gone, feast your eyes upon the new world at dawn

That's what you get for observing the boss

Cursed, blessed, all in the same breath

We had all the time in the world, didn't prep

Mercury extracts the gold from the ore,

the same thing happens when I write metaphors

Cinderella and the brown dwarf out taking a walk

Then both bodyguards morph into a horse

The horse morphs into Leviathan El General

Leviathan brimstone and fire emulsifying him

5,6,7,8 limbs count them again

I was just standing there in some timbs

They had rockets, ratchets, and bang sting tactics

I don't know they names but people call them Fascists

Couldn't fight that with practice

It's like you had to go back in time before all of this happened

Before sister rebuke the slaves ancient ways

What rhymes with Dana Dane? Saint Germaine

Salt and pepper flakes of gray, I was ill back in the day

Keep pace with the track, tracking the pace

Report aliens from outer space, laugh in the face

You got nothing to say? You had your chance to escape

Handcuffed to an anvil, so when was your chance to escape?

Dance with the wolves, handshake with the apes

Take a apple from a snake, watch the Fascist put powder on his face

Cause he don't understand how to relate

He didn't even have to use two of his hands, ‘cause nobody lives longer than a nuclear plant

We on food stamps, but get rude about school grants

We get mad cause we don't got enough youtube fans

Ebonic super cram, ruin the plan, two suits take a cruise in a van

Super advanced, got something called Zeus in his hands

Flugelrads with computer jobs, computer program

Introduce you to hip-hop shogun showman

Resistance is futile; the battle rifle shoots two miles

You got the juice, the jones look for you now

The son of King Neptune, a million dolphins come to my rescue

But I didn't want to impress you

Cursed, blessed, all in the same breath

Autobot Rock gonna explain the rest …