Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Liberal Arts, artist - Vinnie Paz. Album song Greatest Features, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 22.06.2009
Record label: Babygrande
Song language: English
Liberal Arts |
Once more, it has been done |
That in order to save it You would have to raise the specter again |
I am going to tell them the truth |
About their ministry of justice |
But if we didn’t though |
It would surely be cause for war! |
Ok its time to get started. |
Don’t want to but the forces forced me When it can’t category allegory |
They translated it for me U-M-L-O-U-T: Umlaut |
That’s the reason I bend vowels when I spew from the mouth |
Spit threw and out the very grotesque few are best |
Burn through vests |
Since the university of Budapest |
Sitting in a room with a windowless view |
Concentrating; |
looking at you |
Freeze frame frozen at the very moment |
The wormhole opens |
You know Canibus has spoken |
The circumference of a third eye so vibrant |
To me, Ezekiel’s Wheel was just a spare tire |
My epithelial genetic fiber was forged in the protoplasmic fires in a black |
geyser |
The explosion can described as a white Iris |
When the absolute began, I don’t know where I was |
I musta just been a piece of micro dust |
That’s why I the fuck love mics so much |
My micro, macro robotic rap flow |
The Magna Carta of the entire rap world |
Mayflower 2002 Phase 1 |
Adapt to the press of gravity is laid on my lungs |
The theory of communication called cannons |
Dissertation with a makeover in camouflage makeup |
Light waves bend to the wake of bust |
Mics buckle with white knuckles, metacarpals crush |
Acid reflux all over your face, you fuck |
Grab heart with bare hands, |
Squeeze and spray blood |
You iller than me? |
Gimme a call: |
Dear boss, |
You mind if I share my thoughts? |
Psychotherapy is expensive, can you share my costs? |
In a cushioned room with leather doors |
Handwriting experts take a look at the letters I draw |
Excessive graftedness, there’s no space between words |
Excessive cross-outs: it must be my nerves |
Rhymes that vaporize dis-ablize and destabilize |
Pray to God, say Goodbye |
Six minutes Vinnie Paz you’re on Lyrically this is the liberty of Liberal Arts |
Canibus: Consume Creatine and Create |
cAnibus: Anemometers analyze air intake |
caNibus: The H.N.I.C that narrates |
canIbus: Innate intelligent Interface |
caniBus: Biogenetetic Behemoth obliterate |
canibUs: Youth on fire, You both bleed |
canibuS: Micnificentlly sound Mc Liberal Arts with JMT |
I’m the god of war, |
the resurrector of the horror-core |
The carnivore, destroying you wasn’t hard at all |
I started raw, so the haters could see what could happen |
I was Allah while the pagans were speaking in Latin |
I’m the origin of science and math |
I’m the origin of everything you trying to grasp |
Been dying to ask if Jedi Mind is the real |
Well I’ll let you inside my mind and you decide how it feel |
I’m dying to kill |
And bring to you apocalypse |
I start a lot beef with lots of guns and lots of clips |
Fuck the head, I’m aimin right for your esophagus |
Hang you from a hook then drink the blood your body drips |
I got the power of the lead a fucking shotty spits |
And leave you weaker than the mafia that’s Gotti-less |
With Canibus: get deep like psychoanalysts |
Vinne Paz the fucking Hand-to-Fist-Philanthropist |
What? |
Its fucking Vinnie Paz daddy |
Yeah Jedi Mind baby |
(For the people of the world) |
Canibus baby |
Let it now be noted |
Mic Club |
What’s the fucking deal? |
That here in our decision |
This is what we stand for |
Justice, Truth and the value of a single human being |
Liberal Arts |
Mic Club the Curriculum |
Can-I-bus hittin 'em |
Rippin 'em |