(Minus 1)
We be them four athletic supersonic speed MC's
Run around the track and overlap em while we take the lead
Canibus INF Eksperiens and Minus 1
Agents of the Parliament on a mission toward the sun
Touch the mic with great precision on a daily basis
As we cast out and retract back to the matrix
Right beneath the hard grounds of inner city conflict
The rat racers of the wordless witness the sky split
(Infleunce)
My prominent are dominant you faggots laugh with astonishment
Your best reaction is to settle down and abide in this
We tour the lightest stabilizing your disorder
My depression is the catalyst stirring your tragic mortem
The crowd says word up black magic activist
Ash you like burning off inches with every toke of cannabis
We planted this perfected and enchanted it
The plan was drawn in palm of every marksman who crafted this
(Canibus)
Germaine Propane Mr. Butane will consume you with flames
Then politely refuse to produce rain
I don't even have to say no dudes name
I just get busy on the track you should do the same
When the crescent moon glow you know you gonna' see him
Rise from the mausoleum to the hypogeum
Hypogeum no one knows of him the people with no voice
Have chosen him but he can't speak for all of them
(Eksperiens)
Alaskan malamutes mesmerized by northern lights
Scorpion tongue spit fire blaze scorch them mics
Flows thick like synovial fluid in joints
Plus guarantee carnage to your fruits of loins
My imagery builds me as a character from scratch
Stronger than the possible enemy could ever match
Run tracks till I'm breathless others warm benches
Go against Eksperiens?! Have you lost your senses
(Influence)
Your quality sound is irrelevant rap therapied
My speech impediment and took over my breath for settlement
Emcees are conscious radicals prophetic Pharisees
Who God cursed into gas champers diplomatically
Their downfalls vividly mimicked an orchestrated tragedy
I split your chest cavity and slaughter you to entertain
Hung the slain with verbal mastery and leave to rot
Their bubonic struck anatomy
(Minus 1)
We strategized to interrupt their hysterics with white noise
Filtered out the unreal bewildered all the decoys
Formatted the game hard drive mad infected
Installed a fresh copy all rights protected
As they looked away we campaigned and got elected
Ya the rest tried but efforts was ineffective
While they bent rules we stretched laws like they elastic
With a brute force to throw planets of they axes
(Eksperiens)
We store elastic energy so we could leap gaps
In fact these phat emcees will eat the feed backs
I'm conquering lands where you Hatch through surface
Better yet hung from umbilical cord in cervix
Million watts of metaphors charging mental batteries
Nas got book of rhymes? I got rhyme making factories
Phony cats with them corny raps need to chill better yet mute it
Your days are numbered metaphorically computed
(Canibus)
Why is he just standing there talking while they auction his belongings?
Is there any other way to disarm him?
He works for the Underground Parliament yeah?
Is that what they're calling it? Yeah! That's what they all said
Canibus verse is dual purpose refuel in air or
Submerged below the surface no rescue no searches
Conservative caverns conveniently carved out in the firmament
Affirmative the verses were sick
(Influence)
Dethrone the government we are the sovereign with rights to publish
We are the predators the hunters of those run this
We levitated while you settled for jumping
Our strategies of verbal assault damaged your inner concisions
Dwelled within your habitat and lived abundant
Followed you while you were stranded like Alice in wonderland
Understand we're here to stay imprecate your mark of fame
We storm rush your planet to strangle you single handed
We're tougher than your bandits
We build the underground and our children will expand it
We kept our record straight every time you force to slant it
We grow beneath your feet to poison you where you're standing
(Minus 1)
Calibrate the display and take another close look
If you notice no hook then go ahead and close the books
Let the Parliament do its thing they cannot mach em
Anything that comes in they way they straight mash em
The only catch is that they ain't never gonna' come back
Suggest you take that as a scientific fact
No punch line gimmicks no vocal overlaps
Fantastic raps displayed through Ableton Live tracks
They stand flex and operate at much higher calipers
With the way they carry it out beyond spectacular
Canibus let these others know what the deal is
Of how we lay it down and why we tend to be the illest
(Canibus)
Potato sack backpack with home made straps
The beast from the east back with his home made raps
My welders mask my right hand itch from space rash
How long will it last? It's not ok to ask
Left hand drive handguns drawn from left side
Let's ride cause there might not be a next time
No more Mr. Nice Rhymes I spent a lifetime
Fightin' for my mic time and that can't be denied
By spittin' these bars I've passed you the torch
Bottle neck the exhaust don't melt your face off
MC plus one Minus 1 now your time is up
Can I Bus who's next to get some
(Eksperiens)
I constantly rock call me Master Mason
Area 51 see me as classified information
My raps recruit youths over the loops
My army is huge gradually collect forces and troops
I come fatter hack systems corrupt your data
Holding my flow in too long will explode your bladder
How is he doing it?! Primitive thoughts can't fathom me
Structure's more advance than ET's anatomy
Conceptual thoughts trace to technical source
Rhyme robots driven by a mechanical force
Every time I'm on the mic I tear it into pieces
Jesus! Bring me your gods they need to see this
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