Brisk Fingaz - Harbinger of Light lyrics

[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 pa**ed 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 use 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 confuse 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 To chemicals are color coded, I highly encourage you not to smoke it It makes you more curious, don't it? Ma** 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, I broke the sh** The gearbox slipped, red Marlboro's for hot lips Order drinks, fire water type toxic sh** Now I got you in the k** box, b**h! On 6, 5, 4, 3, I got this, 2, 1, 0, the shot hit The unsung hero on some Hip Hop sh** 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 d**h Beyond that whatever life is left we gotta live it 'til the end Hip-Hop is eternal my friend, we are the life