Hip Hop's liaison, in the electric chair w/ chains on, Put me in the mood to brainstorm All my loved ones hold hands & sing songs Stay strong! Smell the napalm: MLK's gone! Post physical pre-calendrical Post spiritual metaphysical visuals in HD digital Synchronized time on my signal When I signal you remember what to do: it's not difficult They got a picture of me on they Code of Arms W/ my '40 belows' on & my clothes burned off The Mountain man's hand are colder than oil pans From disloyal fans that wanna spoil the whole plan I will pick you up & carry you to the next stage of the Hip Hop Age: DO NOT BE AFRAID!! Old & washed up, maybe my time's up; Still spit a rhyme like, "Yeah, now what?" You soft like a bull w/ his balls cut off When you pass me on the highway your car shut off! You are forced to walk: how far you gon get now boss? It doesn't matter if he get caught They chased him so far now you lost It aint about 16 bars you bought Its about missing links: honorable art Bis bust beautifully, still come off usually You can't out rap me No matter what you or you or you or you You, you, you, you, or you believe: I am a computer that breathes!! Imagine every human being in fatigues Ignoring they needs; ignoring the wishes of they seeds Ignoring him, ignoring you, ignoring me In that case, I spit lyrical law metaphors for free! Straight from the demon seed: the demon seed is not me Canibus: the Missing Link MC Straight from the demon seed: the demon seed is not me Canibus: the Missing Link MCTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
