Canibus - Time Is An Illusion lyrics

[Intro: Canibus] Illusions of energy What and when you see [Hook x3: Canibus] Time is an illusion of energy Your energy determines what and when you see [Verse 1: Canibus] The double helix, nercrophilic, 12 strands before they steal it The Tower of Babel before they build it In denial of Basic Instructions before B.I.B.L.E 13 Disciples, 13 bloodlines blue And red that blend, 13 beats to rhyme to Two suns cast 26 shadows behind 'em Sunken oil tankers, drunken spoiled bankers No Thank You, no economic anchor Delta shaped doorways, double decked doorsteps Remove brain cortex with Dr. Doom forceps Co-conspirators combine complex concepts I don't need them to tell me how deep my thoughts get The horrible beauty, tragic but intriguing to me The still waters is what really moves me Seek and ye shall find, outside is inside without mine Transcribe rhymes then outline Skeleton head bare bones wearing headphones Preparing poems in an atmosphere full of pheromones Knock knock, who's there? you home? No I'm not I'm gone, we talk through telepathic iPhones System's immune, listen to iTunes since high noon And trap cream cheese crab Rangoon and typhoons Shark fin body armour slice through the water Aquarius and Pisces inspire the harbinger Missiles in the silos, subs in the ocean Bombers in the air, troops in the open Painters and poets plagued by Preying Mantis & Locusts sh** piles like cancer vultures Slayers remain survivors, Firestone slash tires In a nightmare inspired quagmire Laser guided nano spiders, box braids over razor wires No payload could break those fibers We heaven bound, sought after yet never found Remember then, remember when, remember now The Sorcerers verse, put dark forces to work Unleash evil elements across Earth God's Earth, 1/3rd Cobra, 1/3rd Noah Mixed with Shenandoah, 1/3rd Logan X-Man quotient Two-hand Tomahawk throwing, Navajo peace pipe smoke At the same time, that's impossible, yo! Broad Head's warrior throne, honed from Cintamani stone The same one King Solomon owned In the 80's I lived by the Euphrates Bred ten ladies and had 80 babies with a clan full of crazies Who hates farts more than anyone, MIDGETS Who's the last one to know the world's ending, ni**aS War, What Is It Good For? HATERS There goes I for the grace of my creator They lied, they codify, but why? For it was not I who caused water to pour from the skies Now you s**in concrete homeless, Fukushima fish eat boneless Its times like these moments when I need atonement From the innocuous line of questioning The seraphim language interpretation is definite Let he who is not lost show me your home And he who is without sin, write me a poem The Bolshevik will pull down your zip and let you take a piss But only if he can hold your dick No yaw no roll no pitch, no bacon no b**h Just dead bodies smoking in a ditch Praise the lord, Gulag George, beat you with a two by four And watch the crowd scream for more hardcore