Lyrics One Step Closer to Infinity - Canibus

One Step Closer to Infinity

I get home, go to my room
Then close the door
There’s a shrine with hollow bones
And designs on the floor
Modern electron Scope
LED color modes
Up until recently
This is how I discovered flows
I landed my Space X
In a Tyvek suit with a face mesh
But I confess
I haven’t been to space yet
When the fans get depressed
They go to my last known address
Text my phone with cold threats
He’s addicted to cigarettes
She’s addicted to 5 minutes sex
As it turns out
Both their needs relieve stress
Oh my god, look at all these Comic-Con hoes
I sniff her toes
Then got Omicron on my nose
How else would you know?
I am the man from Cybertron
Attending this year’s Comic-Con
Wit' greasy goggles on
Toggle my screen
Smoke medical tree from a bong
I’m looking for Mr. Incredible’s wife in a thong
It is cold outside
But behind these doors it is warm
Ever since I turned the rocket stove on
I haven’t had this much peace and quiet in so long
I forgot how bad the world has gone
I’m a One Hundred-year-old black Clint Eastwood
I’m a shooter with a Lapua
Chilling in the woods
There is no survival group
C’mon man, there’s only 5 of you
What the fuck that supposed to do?
Put that weight on your shoulders?
Ya clavicle could end up in ya colon
Some things are better not spoken
The schedules open
Your interviews at 12
They wanna ask you about L
Thank you 'Bus, checks in the mail
Empty C130
Me and the old lady getting flirty
Can’t help myself
She so purdy
Took a Zoom course
On genome streamline sewing
We discuss the top 5
Depopulation components
Chapter Six: The Labyrinth of Indecision
Lemme' see if you get it
Can anyone tell me
Where this book was written?
She spoke in some kind of code
Wearing some old Merovingian clothes
She had a Native American indigenous nose
My phone fell in the river
A diver was hired to retrieve it
And bring it back to my sister, before dinner
I read on the internet
How I could bring it back to life
If I let it dry in a bag of Jasmine rice
I was a bad boy more than twice
All night, she wore tights
It’s not illegal to stare, is it right?
I speak to Ptah in patois
He hears best
For me to speak the Queen’s English
Is a fair request
See I never been the type
To buckle from peer pressh
No quest’s, and even if I was
I was near best
When I feel like a rebel
I piss off the side of my vessel
And don’t know why
I’m compelled to tell you
I ain’t tryna sell you
Show and Tell you, or help you
Direct energy melt you
Who in the bloody hell ever felt you?
Can anybody rhyme like this?
Well if they could
It wouldn’t be special
And that’s what I’m tryna tell you
You made a Bob Dylan deal
With the devil, God bless you
Now you in trouble
Sitting in a Mosque temple
Eating rotten spam and lentils
Pen and paper
Pad and pencil
Rehearsing over my song instrumental
Tell the truth, you do it for revenue
You dont care whether or not it’s ethical
You commit lyrical Seppuku
Don’t you dare listen to them
And don’t let them get you
If this is a test
It’s God testing you
Ice burn blisters
The flow so cold
You get the shivers
When you are surrounded by niggas
Holding clippers
Trimming your whiskers
Spritzers wit' a spinkle of citrus
Damn 'Bis, you sure know how to make an entrance
Maintenance drinkers
Brother Numsi and the Soul Sisters
A bunch of crypto gold diggers
The worm from the wood taste bitter
You do the logistics
I do the metrics
The old wizard with barcoded innards
Ya root chakra need a colon cleansing
Like rotary engines, leftover emissions
With high compression, low resistance
That piece of shit is grossly expensive
Bro, what you thinking?
I remember being lectured by Richard Metzger
Caterpillar and maggot cocoons
Burrow deep in the open wounds
Of the soon to be damned and doomed
Aerosolized drugs
Drift down from the skies above
Because we looked up
And cried for love
Honey Nigella Sativa
Gently inserted into amoebas
With nanotweezers to stop seizures
And the roll-up your sleevers
Then rebuild they photon receivers
A good writer gives all the credit to the readers
Verbal flash freeze
Cold flows to the Nth degree
One step closer to infinity
One step closer, the multiverse vocaler
That did it for the culture
The wait is near over!