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Curriculum 101

アーティスト:Canibus  アルバム:Mic Club 

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(Intro: sample) Claims are being made That for me go far beyond the available evidence, And often even contradicts the evidence, And that bothers me. Forensic psychologist Samuel Dubious explains, "You'll probably never understand Germaine," Incoherent speeches, puzzles in pieces, The sub-chemical deepness of his glandular excretions, Realms of Heaven and Hell, Glowing angelic gel spliced with bovine leukemia cells, Demons in Hell, they call to me, I scream, "What can you offer me?" They reply, "Techno-Sorcery," They tell me the meek will never inherit the world, Cause they're weak, standing on two twelve inch feet, I dream quasi Draconian dreams when I sleep, Peyote leaves mixed with the blood of a priest, In a room where the ceiling leaks of crimson grease, Where the living eats the dead, and the dead reek, Rock bottom transforms human beings to beasts, Why the fuck you think we've got canine teeth? It's the optical stimuli of watching men cry, I hope I've got time to repent before I die, Bury me at the beach if the sea is out of reach, Cause when I speak what's fluid becomes concrete, Like a falcon up in the sky, ten thousand feet, Looking down at you bitches looking at me, Phase shifting at forty-five degrees, I'm too crooked to see, I memorize the books that I read, Sucking from the breast of knowledge constantly weaning, Unbeseemingly a genius without meaning, Try to visualize what Harry Houdini was feeling, Handcuffed under water without breathing, Near death on a fatal quest for air, But why should anyone care? He put himself there, His career was based on facing his fears, To take destiny from the hand of the man upstairs, He didn't mind the cold stares he got from his peers, They couldn't tell him where he was going or how to get there, It's better to be prepared and fail, Than to be scared and unsure of yourself and still get killed, Don't rhyme like I used to but I still got skills, More than a couple confirmed kills under the belt, Hunting emcees is like hunting elk, Camouflaged in the dense brush for stealth, determined as hell, I don't do this for anybody except myself, Stuff a motherfucker like a trophy on my shelf, Fuck the promo nigga I do this for dolo, Flow from the first hour to twenty-four-oh-oh, Round the clock as long as I've got a cup of cocoa, But I'll be a no-show if my girl cries, "Don't go!" And she gives me blow more than two times in a row, I'd rather chill with her than kill you with a rhyme that I wrote, Count how many mics I've smoked, minus the G.O.A.T., 'Bus is dope, my battling average is higher than most,


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