[Intro: Canibus]
Hotness on there
There's hotness on that tape
Basically

[Verse: Canibus]
I sat in the escape pod and talked to J-Rod
He told me that technology replaced God
They rule humankind through the minds of [?]
Their headquarters is beneath the Gulf of Aden
Clarity, polarity, sympathy, sanity
Temptation tragedy, what an analogy
Only a matter of months rap about whatever we want
I only talk about the money and a blunt
Medicine take minds off [?], poetry president
Don’t Let the Devil In, I'm indebted to him
Remember when nobody was better than him
Funny how things change instant
90% sound ridiculous, there's 1% listening
9% Just keep forgetting it
Spit rap back in ’89, been rhyming ever since
Go hard in the paint, CD disc never missed
Lyrical Law Bis still lyrical fit
I got fans that act like that old Misery bitch
Ain't the best, that's called identity theft
They mentally naked, physically dressed, spiritually dead
Lyrically incapable of accomplishing the steps
Love, hip-hop, honesty, respect