[Intro]
Yeah, the light of the world
Let me share somethin' witchu
What does not die that eternally thrives, the free mind
That's how you know you're alive

[Verse: Canibus]
I was spiritual first, she cut my umbilical at the physical birth
And welcomed me to miserable Earth
Why does it hurt? She laid me on my back in the dirt
Covered my girth with a dirty shirt, what could be worse?
She said: "God bless the dead but they got it easy"
The living get left behind but still can't live their life completely
Tough luck, right before I was about to give up
I passed out emotionally bankrupt
In the dead vegetation it was dark brown red like menstruation
I couldn't eat it despite the temptation
I was hungry and impatient, my hands were shakin'
I stopped payment, they botched my facelift operation
Nip and tuck, livin' it up, damn! "Why you still spittin' 'Bus?"
"Cause you don't listen to my lyrics enough"
At night from a satellite's view the city's the heart
The red and white blood cells are the lights on cars
From that distance, look down and observe my lyrics
The atmosphere's an organism we apparently live in
Since the beginning, the Law of Three, the Law of Seven
I don't question the principle of scale or Heaven
Law 1 through 48
Law 49 is the loophole that I used to escape
Buy the album; get a $50 dollar rebate, before it's too late
2012 is the bill due date
Before that, it's 2008, I know you can't relate
Just by the confused look on your face
You can't wait, it won't be much longer now
Solar activity is gettin' stronger now
Al Gore was the Person of the Year, maybe more
Maybe I should be for my 400 bar song
Now I'm against the wall drinkin' alcohol at Taj Mahal
Without balance I am bound to fall
The chemicals are color coded, I highly encourage you not to smoke it
It makes you more curious, don't it?
Mass the throttle; crash it into your arch-rival
Tryin' to out drive you, every millisecond is vital
Repsol motorcycles, psycho, breathe nitro
Brain cells glow with a light dose, so!
I could Tokyo Drift with no Coke to sniff
I shift from 6th to 5th and broke the shit
The gearbox slipped, red Marlboro's for hot lips
Order drinks, fire water type toxic shit
Now I got you in the kill box, bitch!
On 6, 5, 4, 3, I got this, 2, 1, 0, the shot hit
The unsung hero on some Hip Hop shit
And I dare you to tell me not to spit
I evolved from clay and statue, from statue to flesh
From flesh to dirt, from dirt to death
Beyond that whatever life is left we gotta live it 'til the end
Hip-Hop is eternal my friend, we are the life