[Intro:] This is for the I.M. Culture A poor pauper's offering for the alter The 'C' of Tranquility, I'm a show 'em what I see The 'C' of Tranquility, I'm a show 'em what I see [Hook:] The 'C' of Tranquility, what will it really be? What does the future hold? What do you really see? I see a revolution in the industry That will ignite the rebirth of MCs lyrically The 'C' of Tranquility, what will they really be? What does the future hold? What can you really see? I see the partition of God's religion Become united by our bars and our common visions [Verse 1:] Been a long time, spittin' long rhymes, but I never left you Always came back bustin' rhymes that were special Back then, I wanted to impress you by addressing the truth Nowadays, I'm just confessing in the booth The Golden Era of Rap will always be apart of me The future talks to me because the present is ignoring me My destiny is calling me, the armory of God is guarding me But all you can see is holographic artistry Rhyme mechanics, like that of a blind pianist The keys are metallic, my fingers are magnets The music is magic, what is this madness? The stanzas are rites of pa**age, your left brain habits become your baggage The ma**es become savage, roaming the streets with torn fabrics Creativity is less than average Every baby is born a ba*tard, so why did you have it!? This question requires no answer, I understand it [Hook] [Verse 2:] Through my music, magic, and inoculated interaction Rip the Jacker shows you the future in fragments Through madness my view is expanded Request pa**age, permission is granted, I'll introduce you to the language of dragons To help balance near impossible trances in the labyrinth of the enchanted Where air quality is unbearably rancid From evil spirits, temperatures frigid I cross wooden bridges over methane rivers, it sounds crazy, but listen Concise lyrics strike down from the heavens A titan like Mike Tyson, Beastmaster with a tiger and pigeon A four finger ring with a eyeball in it for vision Cause I ain't scared of no 9 foot 11 winged lizards I'm known as the Ripper, my soul was delivered to a wizard For spiritual slave labor in a prison My life is my sentence, so I live it But I studied the physics and understand it, so it's only a visit [Hook] [Verse 3:] Combinatrix, anything of this persuasion is considered ageless Beyond the matrix Beyond time displacement of space & spaceships in oasis Beyond the reach of human contemplation The music is layered, not computer generated A human made it to satisfy unusual cravings The mystic in a room with crystal walls & floors Looking into a crystal quartz orb, reciting lyrical law That cause warm feeling sensations precipitating from the finger tips To the arms, to the lips, to the jaws To a gold tongue that spits to the tone of the drum With the oxygen that flows down the throat to the lungs Till every color of my Chakra glows brighter than the Sun YOU and I become WE, WE become ONE And the Clarity of Singularity has begun Between zero point zero and zero point one! [echoes] [Hook]