Canibus - Dead By Design lyrics

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Professor Griff:

Canibus

Throwing melanated molotov cocktails

Engineer directly out of Full Sail

Ripping the jacker, ain't nobody nastier

Spitting and grabbing facts and data to enhance ya

Canibus the lyrical adjective killer

Canibus:

My Melatonin Magik is enhanced by the melatonin tablets

Come take a walk with Canibus

Ardipithecus Ramidus, what the fuck is Melatonin Magik Bis?

I still ain't understanding this shit

Okay, my brain is a microchip

My two balls with a cane is a macro-dick, I rap so sick

I created swine PLOO out of an infinite mix

You tried to diss but can't even spit, you just stand there and wish

With your hand on your hips, man you a bitch

Who the fuck is you to criticize a lyrical king

You see, that's my problem, I spit a thousand bars y'all was silent

I ain't heard nothing about it

I had to give you three years to recognize

And then I realized, can't nobody even fuck with my rhymes

The Internet is an early telepathic building set

My lyrics are international nuclear missile threats

The blogosphere is where you vent frustration and discontent

But children don't understand the concept of consequence

So yes, it's immature to express disrespect

But no I will not accept what the media says

They are the reason we are being mislead

There are forces above them that feed off our stress, suffering and debt

I am Dead by Design, 'cause nobody tells me what to rhyme

I make up my own fucking mind

There are more of us than them

But at the same time they are gods and we are just mortal men

Thirteen levels above 33, let me say it again

They are gods and we are just mortal men

I cannot imagine their power

They put a black family in the White House just so they can take away ours

You tryna to plan a great escape? You're a coward

They gon' make us march into a gas chamber make us think we're taking a shower

Mommas and babies is crying

The children of Zion belong to Skynet, nobody knows who's behind it

So if you don't care, fine then, I don't care either

But I ain't spineless like you, I'm a true believer

In the metaphysical ether, you listening to the lyrical reaper

The spiritual teacher, empirical speaker

After this album they gon' call me a leader

But I'm not, Killuminati just gon' murder me like Pac

Blood sacrifice or not, I don't even wanna be alive

If it's like that, then fuck Tiamaat

You can laugh at my appearance

Well fuck you for standing there staring, fuck everything on this planet

Including the evil spirits, notwithstanding the aliens

Acting like they don't hear us, there's no need to fear us

Just come done and help us, I love James Brown more than I love Elvis

But that don't mean I'm selfish

Soft but hard on the outside like shellfish

Crispy, crunchy, black crawling out of Hell's pit

You scream for hardcore, I felt it

But what you gon' do when they kill me on some Eminem and L shit?

You won't do a motherfucking thing

'Cause let me tell you why, you a coward and you don't know shit

'Cause if my Brothers stand next to me, the energy expands collectively

The world was never ready for me

And they ain't ready for their own freedom neither, they perish from the heater

The fire breathers crawl out of their cage to eat 'em

Like thin crust pizza, Cthulhu creatures with rough features

Jeepers creepers, good luck with Jesus

How many meters? Reload and squeeze it

I run up in the Vatican with demons, just to get even

That's where the biggest demon is

It's no secret, but nobody else sees it, so they won't believe it

But that's when I calm back down, the key word is back down

I got possessed by my own raps, wow

Knock knock, who's home? The black Dan Brown

I didn't mean what I said, please don't kill me now

My ghostwriter's not around, plus it was just a freestyle

But at least I got better beats now

Meanwhile, motherfuckers still mad, I feel bad

I'd apologize but you acting like a real fag

What the fuck I'm supposed to feel like?

Twelve years later I still don't get acknowledged for shit that I write

But I don't want to talk to you now

It'd be a motherfucking miracle if you even see me walking around

They still ask me about 'Second Round' even now

(Interviewers voice) Canibus can you tell us of what happened again? - Look at this fucking clown

Can't get over it, they ask me a loaded question

and act like I was the one promoting it, hang up on 'em

You a cyborg unit with no soul to it

Stupid surrogate, twelve years later I'm on some other shit

And so is the whole world, look at the mother ships

And so is the whole world, look at the mother ships

Professor Griff:

After this album they gon' call me a leader but I'm not

The Illuminati just gon' murder me like they did Pac

Blood sacrifice or not

It's Professor Griff the ex-minister

Signing out<br />

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Thanks to Reppa Ton