| Do you think that the powers that be
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| Are goin' to let you do what you want to do for eternity?
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| Of course you don’t, so what do you fear?
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| Why you spazzin' out, why you so scared?
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| Everybody wanna be first, nobody wants to be last
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| Do you think a God that created this would watch all of us die while others
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| just laugh?
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| What happens when the money system crash?
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| And there’s no more value in the cash?
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| You gon' suck dick and sell ass?
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| You gon' try to fight back with' ya hands?
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| You probably gon' change your money into gold
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| You gon' use that to try and buy soul
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| Buy some drugs with it, buy a peice of hole
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| Don’t tell me, I don’t wanna know
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| You need to come up with a better plan
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| The Devil smash metal weapons like glass
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| Right now we out-matched and out-classed
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| We have to stay on a spiritual path
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| 'Cause in the absence of love we blastin' one another with blood
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| Media shows up to capture the buzz
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| I’m a child of God and a rapper from the gutter
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| I’m six of one and half a dozen of the other
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| This is not one of those 'I told you so' moments
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| This is just Canibus being open
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| Lower egoic minds brush aside
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| But can’t nullify the high science that is coming from the rhymes
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| I couldn’t believe it the day that I was told
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| That every person alive does not have a soul
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| And is not in control of these cotton pickin' bowls
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| Politicians declare the war of attrtion on the globe
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| And stole all the fishin' holes
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| Grandma got the chitlins on the stove,
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| That’ll overload the senses in your nose
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| Young folk can’t even afford to get old
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| How many Youtube views before you go gold?
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| How many albums last week you sold?
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| How many leak downloads?
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| Oh, you still believe in Soundscan, bro?
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| Don’t be discouraged
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| Write and produce and record and you love it
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| This is your Art, and that’s the point of it
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| When you get paid from it, things change people behave stubborn
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| And say rude things to judge it
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| They want you to thug it, so they can have you like a test subject
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| Handcuffed and take mug shots of it
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| I told you before I’m nobodies spit puppet
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| I say what I want, you take what you want from it
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| This is a social experiment put on by the public
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| Hip Hop is completely corrupted
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| You ain’t rappin' 'bout that, you ain’t rappin' 'bout nothin'
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| I ain’t never gon' starve, I been white tail huntin'
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| Ya’ll motherfuckers is buggin', speakin' with no substance
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| Hip Hop’s the way it is because of you cousin
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| It ain’t my fault, you locked me out of it
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| 99 percent of my fans ain’t nothin'
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| But scumbag, scumbuckers, blood suckin', cock fuckers
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| My lyrics too advanced for the average block hustler
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| You know my name, I’m deeply inspired
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| On a mountain lion meat diet, eat and be quiet
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| Recycle the fire and deep fry it
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| That line is hot, but you said it before, you get a C-
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| My shit is timeless like the Great Wall of China
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| Sick in the biggest way like a dinosaur virus
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| Spreadin' through Verizon Wireless
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| Homeland Securities tryin' it, just to see if you lyin' Bis
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| They step to me, never thought it would happen like this
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| You a flight risk, we need that microphone back Bis
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| Diversionary tactics, Magik madness
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| Canibus, you can’t leave this miserable prison planet, God damnit
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| We don’t care what you’re fans think
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| 'Cause 99 percent of all of the don’t exist
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| The observer changes the properties of the observed
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| This is done with your mind, not with your words
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| Word? |
| Yeah, I’m about to show you nerds
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| You book worms really startin' to get on my nerves
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| I can’t talk like you, but I can understand you
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| I know what this entire ordeal can expand to
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| I love Hip Hop, I’ve always been a fan too
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| I’m a big fan of everything you do
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| I appreciate the purchases, the online searches
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| I hope you enjoy the verses, it was great to be of service
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| This was always my purpose
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| I’m always workin' to be a better person everyday
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| And still growin' like the Earth is
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| Peace to the Gods and the Earths, kid |