Artist: Canibus Album: Rip the Jacker Song: Poet Laureate II Typed by: MCHeadcase@aol.com [Sampled Intro: same outro from Poet Laureate] Uhh I dont understand how a writer could ever get writer's block, so called My problem is having too much.. and being unable to get it down... [Canibus] Yo, why is the ripper so ill? That would be a unpardonable breach of confidence for me to reveal! He said "One of these days, all eyes would be on me when they look up in the sky and see the neon C" Rhymes inscribed on a nickel disk encased in glass with an ion beam for longevity For more then 10 centuries, impressions and memories the first time the machine inventor will mention me Canibus was a visionary indeed he believed light could travel in multiples of C The organic supercomputer that solved the mysteries of Clan Calusa with 2 blue metric rulers Liked Cool J, but thought Stephen J. Gould was cooler and he never liked to propagate rumors Smoked Canary Island cigars liked America, luxury cars and beautiful Asian broads He had a strong mind, he used to philosophize about rhymes while he was pruning his Banzai He claimed that he had written the greatest rhyme of all time but he would never take it out his archives He wrote 2 songs per day and was constantly was experimenting with his wordplay In his youth he did a report on the Sloan Digital Sky survey he got an F but he deserved an A I followed his career from the first day it seemed the lack of support contributed to his inert ways I seen him pull in 24 hour workdays with deferred pay, undeterred by the word "shame" Public humiliation was the worst pain he was spinnin out of control like a class 5 hurricane He said he wouldn't want another MC to suffer the same Especially when there's nothing to gain He was the illest alive but nobody would face it he spit till his toungue was too torched to taste, it properly funded corporations carbon dated his latest creations to extract the information They found it utterly amazing they claimed the body of his work was the same thing as a priceless painting Never mattered to him, the art galleries hated him cause Thomas Kinkade called and said he would take 10 Complete enigmas wrapped in puzzles encrypted in language with sound but without shape or signature Kept files in his garage, on MS-DOS in a fire-proof pod, he thought it was odd Outside there was a shed with an Oppenheimer lock he apparently kept more wax then Madame Tussaud's We were in total awe, cause it blew our minds so many rhymes that were intricately designed He WAS Poet Laureate of his time and if you dont mind, Id like to share some of his rhymes [*beat switches*] Alone in my room, looking thru the 32X telescope zoom adjusting the focus of the moon One should not assume the philosophy of David Hume is nothing more then a subjective conclusion What is the maximum field rate application? the run away glaciation surrounding the ocean basin affects the population, fluctuation on a continuous basis but thats just the basics The juxtaposition of Canibus's position the precision something no other has written Way above and beyond what was intended the unparallel Malleable annunciation of a sentence You didnt go to college obviously I can tell by your ungodly unintelligible terminology A remarkable odyssey, the rhymes of modern speeds when the brain orders the body not to breathe Incompetency is not up to speed, you not in my league you couldnt possibly be hotter then me Or oppositely your minus 25 degrees, you'd squeeze but the condensation makes rifle barrels freeze Allow me to speak figuratively, nigga please my intellectual properties are about the size of Greece Your counselor advised you not to speak my counselor advised me to keep rhymin until they stopped the beat In the words of Joseph Heller, "I learned how to write better" even though it sort of urked me He said he didnt understand the process of the imagination but he felt he was at its mercy Which exploits my point perfectly and certainly reinforces the reason why nobody's probably ever heard of me Couldnt understand what I mean by ill unless you try to translate what I print to film This is the line of will, the circle of time the cycle of eternity, the emergence of 1 line Academic phonetics render critics tounge-tied Ive personified dry humor of cum-laude alumni A wise man sees failure as progress a fool divorces his knowledge and misses the logic And loses his soul in the process obsessed with nonsense with a caricature that has no content My style is masterful, multi-lateral I could battle a fool and be naturally cruel Words of scourn are a disasterous tool from an existentialist's view, I'm a better rapper then you Grab the mic and rip your physical fabric in 2 my attitude is fucked up but abrogable Different methods interpreted into different forms from entirely different perceptions and seen from different norms Not to spit in the palm theres much more involved theres much more pieces of the puzzle for you to solve 48 orders of mechanical laws and rays of creational cause, enhance the cadence of my bars Maybe I am self-obsorbed but thats the effect, to find the cause you should ask my A&R Today is what it is, but only because yesterday was what it was permitting you heard of Beezlebub A tale of demons and drugs, pissy drunk in the club with the DJ doing the needle rub Chances are you'll never see me son yeah I know my names Canibus but I cant help you if you need a dub [*beat switches*] I came to holla at some big booty bitches and listen to the speakers thump, where you get conceited from? Im so nice on the mic, they wanna beat me up its deep as fuck, I aint seen it all but ive seen enough Really unbelievable stuff theres a lot of times where I wanna speak but I'm stuck I should leave this rap shit alone and kick my incredible in rhymes in the privacy of my own home My imagination is my own delibity to speak to freely lyrically on the microphone Wit a pen in my hand, I bring motion to the enyogram and become "Cani-millenia man" Grave my back with the emperor's stamp been spittin scientific rap since the 17th century began Tryna' escape the wicked empire of Def Jam and the land where lyrics are bland and heretics hang Every warrior has an axe to bury but he has to learn to discern between enemy and adversary I said to myself, "Germaine this is insane It's suicide its controlled flight into terrain" I fought to regain, control of the plain, but went up in a ball of flames and got banned from the hip-hop hall of fame For two bars I kept hearin in my head over and over again, it cost me everything [*beat changes back to the original beat*] I'm convinced now that more then truth is at stake Where people create language that pretends to communicate Euphamisms are misundertood as mistakes but its a bi-product of the ghetto music we make From an extroverted point of view I think its to late Hip Hop has never been the same since '88 Since it became a lucrative profession as a misconception in the movement in any direction as progression Even though of the potency of it lessens big money industries writing checks to suppress the question And nobody gives a fuck no more, no one goes to the book store ever since the influence of Moore's Law But I stay in the lab, like Niels Bohr his son Aage, Edward Lawrence, and Leo Szilard Lyrically I take rap music and turn the knob to the right full throttle and added panache Why would I argue with my own conscience over the truth? That's like me telling myself don't tell me what to do Dialysis and analyses of battle MC's sometimes I say things I myself can't believe My lyrical is so skillfully eliptical I can understand how it makes you miserable You wonder why I never let you play your beats for me or why I keep my studio shrouded in secrecy You wonder whats my infatuation with Alicia Keyes "Canibus why dont you speak to me?" Yo, I meant it when I said no one can shine on a song that features me That's why I said it so vehemently You need to replace the hate with respect I'm probably the best yet, Poet Laureate!!! [Sampled outro] Generally I take.. I go with the given.. ya know with what comes to me .. over the celestial wireless .. whenever it comes, you're lucky when you get it..