Artist: Canibus Album: For Whom the Beat Tolls Song: Poet Laureate Infinity V003 Typed by: DaSun Akbar [Sample] "Cycles of time; it is ubiquitous it goes all over the place It's ancient, it's one of the most ancient symbols there are And this is an interpretation of what that actually means" [Canibus] This is never been done before with a rhyme outside the realm of time It's the first of its kind POET LAUREATE INFINITY!!! I WILL FOREVER BE THE ILLEST LYRICALLY!!! Nobody do it better, there ain't a truer Ripper I did this separate imagine what we could do together Inspired by GOD, inspired by the sufferin' Was it done by a prophet? - it must of been Who was it then? +Rip the Jacker+ Hot but cold blooded, many utter the name but very few love him Other emcees be nervous or somethin' Rhymes in abundance, Hip-Hop Justice Rappers are captured and punished The Polar Manitoba's melted by lava A team of ER doctors climbed aboard the chopper My skull is a submarine hull I empty the ballast tanks I could smell the shit from the sea gulls My mind dives deep beneath yours Poseidon Trident Seahorse bubbles form I scream with extreme force Marinari's Trench detour to Ultima Thule Let me explain what my sonar saw This is the greatest rhyme of all time supposedly Through a term I'd like to call "Pulse Detonation Poetry" Industrialists, civilians women and children directly Military chiefs, aristocrats in buildings Membership is based off your raw intelligence 400 screen video editing with hard evidence Imagine being fined over a rhyme for steppin' over the line? When I inspired Hova and Nas Recite 33 3's 33 times For 24 hours, 21 thousand Nautical miles Don't be upset with Canibus yet, the kids just want respect You been a success but what do he get? Devine design, a miracle of Metallurgy Every clergy member from Mecca who heard of me worshipped me I got away nervously, talked about it purposefully Next time I see it, it's gonna have a word with me The Biological Chemical emergency I purchase the beat; I resumed PsyOps on the enemy Mix the blood so it don't coagulate The sex magic won't work if the bitch masturbates Nobody can hold me back, my flow bloviates into a spiritual shape A capsule in Space, no emcee could rhyme like this, there's no challenge His Poet Laureate should pontificates balance Telencephalon olfactory lobes I had to practice When a woman has her period I smell it on the mattress Advanced Step In Innovative Mobility Most emcees try to clone me lyrically They can't battle me so they'd rather embarrass me But I need a volunteer, do I have any? The NASA contractor with a satchel of answers I passed up the Nobel Peace Prize for my passion Most of you will never understand what I mean My dreams are broken into storyboard scenes Kill you with green Lasers, evaporated weed vapour Electromagnetic Scalar then somethin' they call a Maser "That is not dead which can eternally lie And with strange aeons even death may die" The leaders lies got me reassigned, my loyalty was redefined They will not be allowed to see the rhymes In a town near Kadam and Kakrak Jalalabad I pray in a hut constructed from Sago Palm I'ma take you for a walk thru a beautiful place called Honey Swamp We'll shoot hoops at Mosquito Lagoon Park Emotion manifest Thought Thought manifest Words Actions and Reality That's how it has to be The overseer of poetic antiquities Victoria and Albert Museum kept them for me Inject the gas into the centrifuge mass The Teleological Dynamic will enhance I remove the veil from in front of me Suddenly, truly, there is too much to see The Law of Attraction is attracted to me The Laws of Poetry in action is practiced quite actively My body did not melt beyond the Van Allen Belt I was transformed into a spirit with no shell I'm modifying the weather from behind a weather shield Writing with a feathered quill, gettin' more ill I hope I am not alone, that would be terrible If I am celebrating and that'd be a miracle At least for my interconnected introspective perspective The more pretentious, the more apprehensive the sentence Hip-Hop made me, Hip-Hop praise me Ain't nothin' changed me since 1980 Involuntary catalepsy, BATTLE ME BABY!!! 1000 BARS NIGGA!!!, Zero Vector System Brain waves reveal High Yield E&D Fields Chew emcees like I'm eatin' a meal Normal life is not real; we are just cogs in a wheel We work, we hurt, we search, we feel The microphonist that utilizes the study of Conics Circular motion in both the Para and the hyperbolas Mad Max beyond Thunderdome under Red Rock It's no use if you can't use what you got Do, Re, Mi, Fa, Sol, La, Si-Do These are the tones that will activate your ohms Who have lost their faith, who have lost their hope Who have lost their point, who have lost their own Are you food for the moon? The potion is you Just in case you try to poison my food but I want you to Rap music and those who listen to it don't owe me nothin' I don't want nothin' from you, not even your judgement I ride on a flatbed chariot, four Ostriches carry it I control their movements with lariats Polygraphs flutter, the Love Craft, Craft Lover I don't want it, that's why I'm rarely seen in public If I were you I wouldn't waste time readin' rubbish I don't care what you say nigga, you're a nigga lover The relative radiance of the rhyme makes it shine Increase the star wattage with longer cycle time How's my driving? Run you off the road smiling 1-800 Road Rage, Start dialing Don't care if I make history, I wanna be a part of INFINITY Look at what your SUN GOD did to me I submit to the will of the creator willingly The possibilities present a probable infinity I climbed the slope shaped like a stop sign in record clock time Hot Lava lock rhymes, rock slide topside At the Observatory summit of Mount Graham Lookin' through the starlight scope in my hand Creative writing and rhythm, grammar and composition Don't ignore me, ignore the fool who tell you don't listen Strivin' my principle findings by designing a new style of rhyming That you could take home and try out A 100 Bars per hour, sometimes I doubled the writing Secret signature time equals the hardest part to figure out Poetically Paralyzing, Where Are You? Are you hiding? No! I am Sandbag diving? From the Kinetic to the Energetic St. Germaine was made to explain the lesson with a 1000 bar message Straight out the freak show no pre show Limited oxygen when I rhyme fast you breathe slow The Pope shook; they ransacked Rome and burnt books I ran back home to hide mine in the woods MOSES is a new weapon system secret code CONUS is the continent of the US, I suppose I don't have all the answers I am not in the know I can only see what is above and only from below Substratum of reality through the thick cloud canopy How can it be Canibus? Answer me! My shelter is not far, you can borrow what you need The bunker doors sequestered beneath the tall tumble trees Gold chords from the organ cut down your swordsman Tell everybody to SHUT THE FUCK UP when I'm talkin' From a very cold place called Faraday Base Right next to the South Poles longest Ice Strait My dream was identical seven nights in a row I saw a sideways 8 wrapped around a microphone Extraterrestrial Isotopic ratios A broke Scientist in his Lab with no place to go Fire and Ash fallout, that's what it's all about We must construct a shelter then build a wall around it Geography is conducive to Astronomy And the study of celestial bodies, biopsy My austere designs are so ahead of their time Even when you press rewind you're still left behind I blasted thru the limestone with water, mixed with a dissolver Then I signaled the remaining cave crawlers Dig a hole for the collateral carnage, battle the hardest Take out Hip-Hop trash and garbage On the Sabbath I write preplanning for the Planet Drawin' mechanics, suspended in space as holographic The Quarantine Isolation Unit is where I house it My team and I salvage the work of Dr. Fritz Albert Hip-Hop is blackened pot placed next to a kettle With my logo in it, a rigid rehomogenized metal Greetings and Salutations, my equations are inundated with information Electro Cranial Stimulation Password please? Have patience, verification I repeat, "What's Your Character String Verification?" Battle rap is just aimless entertainment +2nd round K.O.+ was one of they favourites, fuck all the haters Responsibility entrusted There's only one way for me to prove that I love it That's why I'm bustin' I turned the page, wrote a turn of phrase, Verbal X-Rays, they say "I don't burn I blaze" Attach the piezoelectric transducer to your computer Poet Laureate is the future!!! Next time we meet this whole song will be a new mix For all the Rippers out there who need a new fix With these lyrics, I consecrate the spirit Whenever I spit it, concentrate you could hear it I've almost perfected this I'm one word away from excellence Cyclotronic Resonance, patents are pendin' it Can-I-Bus a/k/a "The Spitzberg Beast" Gave his Bicentennial Speech on Emerald Peak What are you building Bis? Is it a flyin' Silver Disk? GW I'm positive it's him I proof read my writtens, eat a chicken with the skin missin' in 10 minutes Now that's some shit! You think that's fast? Nah That's faster than you think, by the time you blink, the whole Universe shrinks We'll observe the Gods, my thoughts graduated to the Stars to infinity Listen to the bars, thick rhymes compartmentalized Seperatized to prevent bootleg pirates gives me energy when I'm tired I'm hooked on Hip-Hop, I can't live without it You can mix this song a thousand ways I don't doubt it Several million years into the past The primitive future in a world without oil and gas Gather the evidence then give it to the President Don't reprimand him, ask him for help next I hold Hip-Hop responsible Every magazine writer that wrote bullshit in his article Always remember I'll be gone forever I made these bars so you could all remember The rhymes in my mind when I autograph sign I can't wait to sign an autograph for the last time The ungrateful dead reoccurring images playin' in my head Every color in America bled Canibus grabbed the mic like an energized amulet Then spit a rap that you can't forget "With this sacred water -- I consecrate this Talisman so that it will make me POET LAUREATE" This is a no brainer, stop the complainin' If Hip-Hop was dead I came here to save it Classified payloads, no frequency safe modes, no safety And I still made time for the ladies No corruption, no disruption, no destruction, no budget, no nothin' It's never that easy you just gotta trust it The spin off from the Press should be able to feed you But I declined, 'cause I'm familiar what greed can do I sit down and think, when I write I can smell the ink It's the dark skinned Lizard King Metronome Man will never take commands from the drum The beat is my slave and it will behave as I want I heard Hip-Hop was dead, that's not fair Who I talk to? "Go he there, Nasir" YEA, POET LAUREATE INFINITY!!! I WILL FOREVER BE THE ILLEST LYRICALLY!!! POET LAUREATE INFINITY!!! POET LAUREATE INFINITY!!! POET LAUREATE INFINITY!!! THIS NEVER BEEN DONE BEFORE IN HISTORY!!!