Canibus - Beat Butcher Get Em' lyrics

[Canibus] Yeah, Melatonin Magik Jaecyn Bayne, Son One, Chopp Devize, Canibus [echoes] [Verse 1] Undergod soldier, runnin off toastin A notebook and vocals, a smidge overdosin Even when the D-boy system not coastin You hear my spoken better than when Rae lost his focus Crystalized opiate to victimize opponents With addictive lines coated in, snares and some solar hits Motive is to sew up in ya, dopest with a doper grit Son, Can-I, and I, Pai Mai's chosen men Transcontinental conniseurs of the art of war Knockin off non-essential artists which ya shoppin for The buck stops when I step in the voicebox and unload bars like they're several joy shots Yellow light caution, my melatonin's archin Sleep on me, and I'ma get to sleep stalkin Technicians of lyrics, racketeering of sound that'll surely be your last at your burial grounds [Verse 2] Ayyy! Get 'em, metaphorically speaking, this set of bars is lettin off 'til several squads is deaded and weakened or probably beheaded and beaten, severed and leakin I get it, started like before I parted I settled in Eden But evolved over the course of time More was just forced to fall off course for the shine (yeah!) I'm the ultimate, no alternate Swords can give, darts with tips, dipped in arsenic Most sound like nothin like after me Track murdered the graveyard's bustin at the seams (When I crush) like a nug out of the bag of the trees To be honest, your rhymes sound like rotten to me (word) I'm the sun, I'm the rise, and the fall When I die and collapse the whole sky'll dissolve (Yeah) And I fight for the cause You should say my name first when describin the boss [Verse 3] Put up your laptop break the boombox plug your infantry your iPod No need for tough talk, or rockin up in the streets with Krylon Hip-Hop is not forgotten, its been watered down like [?] Tick tock me wavin the timebomb, blowin it up so it don't die off That's why I'm on the job with balls to supercharge your ions I be the icon you read about in multiple [?] Consulted by God, still open the third eye like I'm a cyclops To keep my mind strong, I memorize entire rhyme blogs Emcees try hard, but many just get sunk like a battleship And missin a bunch of requirements like [?] an asterisk Fact or fiction I can't tell the difference when half of these rappers spit Ignorant, I bet they don't even know what the meaning of whackness is You actually think you're good, sorry man, your talent is absent kid I guess them folks won't ever be dope no matter how much they practice it Illy inject the game with pa**ion, puttin an end to the abstinence There's so many things for you to fathom but for now it's cla** dismissed [Canibus] (Get 'em!) As we proceed to emcee Keep it real recognize the sk**s over the beat Hold up, don't shine your boots up, you still s** You can't rhyme like this, unless you rhymin with US f** the questions~! Find out for yourself You got to find out who you help Service to brothers, service to others, service to self There's no way to tell Even if you got a mic in your grill You wanna sell? It's got nothin to do with bein ill I rock bells with a gla** of water and a melatonin pill Put your soul into a spell, stay still The universe movin at a pace, perhaps it'll all be revealed For me this all happened because of a record deal For you, this happened because of what you all feel And now nobody can copy me, I am my own technology You pay homage to me electronically One out of three speak about they flawed philosophies Betrayal, that is the cause of all hypocrisy We are livin in the garden of technocracy I am my own technology, ten thousand G What's the weight of a light beam? Ask k**ah Priest He gon' tell you that your soul is not ready to be released I'm a king with a slave's pair of feet, a flat-footed freak I walk around hooded in the streets Lookin for beats, the djinn creep lookin for beef They lookin for the emcees with the invisible speech So do not even look up at what you are beneath Just stare straight ahead and pretend you're on the beach My breathing becomes labored after they shock me with a taser I fell to my knees then they shot me with a laser Beat Butcha, one thousand bar street pusher like that Snap, spring coil tap, release trigger Melatonin Magik, metal drones with payload attachments Shoot me in the head 'til I stop rappin Jaecyn Bayne, Son One, Propane Germaine One day I'm a show you what we all made Melatonin Magik, the golden child chanted Daddy, the cell phone got too much static Melatonin Magik is now trackin all known air traffic Unknown traffic, just red flag it Melatonin Magik, go to sleep, do not panic The heart of your soul is in the planet Melatonin Magik, turn your face to the left you maggot Don't look at me unless you want a challenge (Get 'em!) Architect, Chopp Devize Reverse polarity, optic eyes in the skies Melatonin Magik for minds like mines like mines, like mines, like mines