Canibus - Title 17 USMC lyrics

I'm in a meeting with the Surgeon General of written texts The battery of 1000 psychological tests I am exhausted and stressed but I continue to press She asked me if I'm the best. I signed languaged back YES Spell words wrong, when writtin down rhymes nowadays My hairs are beginning to Grey, that's why I'm a shave The sky dark purple, low crawl through the wormhole Took me back to 1998 at Universal 2008 I'm eternal You know I'm still nice with the verbals, and I ain't even heard you Your views. Your virtues Whatcha goin do when Martial Law curfews lock down your Rock Band Rehearsal Got ground zero asthma cancer Buried on the moon as the top Hip-Hop Commander After talkin to Paul Laffoley, he spoke about perigee and apogee Something that I understood naturally The mindscape, the other atmosphere is my space But in my case, I seem trapped by the rhymes that I make Canibus code for a data tabulated below [?] It's the end of the world you know, glad you made it to the show According to Title 17 USC, section 107 Canibus is just an MC I'm a Reggaeton rap translated from Jamaica You a hater with that white boy hodgy behavior You could say what you say, but, my catalog greater Everything you heard before with more layers Poet Laureate V, why didn't they accept me? If I remember correctly, let's see The "C" of Tranquility, the mind will ascend The audio will blend into multiples of 10 The lies we have been told really are the truth So together we will all learn again what we knew Proud to have come so far, spit another bar The carousel issue continues to revolve unresolved Take my hand Ripper Grand Wizard chain of command Take this torch to another land, tell them who I am The riot squad robot look like Robocop photoshopped Heckler and Koch, Semi auto stock I speak into the Mic, leaves fall off the "Tree of life" BUT next Fall I'm a see if you nice