Sun - Liquid Wordz lyrics

[Sample] It's very difficult to know if... Northerners are puppets, or... They are innocent, or... They are the masterminds [Canibus] These are 'Liquid Wordz' Yo, I come through on cold steel on back of the snowmobile I just came back from shogun hill Make you kneel, face the wall Shoot you in the back of the head with some paint balls 'Til your brains are gone Attack dog, attack man, only respond to German commands Completely bite off the burglar's hands Triangle of d**h, that's where I purchased the land Built the ranch, drilled deep into the Earth through the sand Send the clergy emissary to the cemetery You requested to be buried, with your bones to carry I'm blood sample savvy, I name your first clone Jerry Your second clone Harry, and your third clone after me The fourth clone could battle him after he battles me But your fifth clone can only be used as cattle meat This is called microphone savagery Press play, I attack the beat, you will tap out or tap delete But we do not have to beef, before the Greeks captured Crete I was known as the master of the beat Sidonian MC speak, rudimentary speech I released the Canaanite beast and sent 'em to the East To walk through the streets sharin' thoughts about God and my beliefs 'Heavy Mental' it was authored by the Priest We were tortured by the palm trees in the Palm Sunday breeze It was 001 A.D [Sun] Yo, it's been a long time comin', but I'm finally here Solidify my spot and I ain't gon' nowhere (C'mon) Cause Ripper Mics been only 'vice So I return like Christ, to resurrect the art of spittin' nice The true and livin' it, physical form Grab the mic and I - spit up a storm Tracks get beasted, MC's get eaten I blast paragraph from rough draft - the thesis With strong facial features, lip and gap teeth's I see through your feces like telekinesis Build with k**ah Priest in the chamber of Gizas Special Ops Hip-Hop get chopped in pieces Zero degree Celsius liquid will freeze But at any temperature, settle melt MC's That's why Canibus handed me the scrolls for infinity What he actually gave me was the moment of clarity It's complex simplicity, self-contradictory Philosophical speak about the God and men mystery Cause we've been fooled by religion and history Cause the path to eternity, starts eternally Accordin' to the sundown, the time is at hand For me to reveal to man, exactly who +I Am...+ I'm the apostles, we writin' The Bible and Ebonics I'm Elijah Muhammad that'll sell chronic Martin Luther with a German Lugar I'm Malcolm X on your project steps bustin' a tec Gandhi with a MPC, who MC mad nice I'm Christ in his cipher shootin' dice [k**ah Priest] Inside my mind is bad weather So when I brainstorm it'll rain strong To Hurricane's swarm in a form of paragraph Start from the corners of the pages in my pad And nothin' could withstand the rhyme, when it rages in its path But I don't brainwash my listeners My lyrics give 'em a bath, without bars or soap These are bars of quotes, that'll take you so far you'll choke What I have is like lightening in a bottle Deep as the writin' of Aristotle Like Pica**o but it's a novel Spittin' in bars and flows, Priest the dark Dragon King Spittin' graphics of scenes, my sixteens should be seen on plasma screens My black wings are Lord of the Rings While my sword is bathin' and y'all scream Swallowed your flesh to his metal intestine It feeds so much on your rebels that it became congested And gnarls on bones, snarls at thrones, carve out domes Somewhere in a giant stone King where the interest is big enough To accommodate a Pterodactyl in flight Priest sit and the Tabernacle will write While Jackals fight over the poison Emperor's body Priest and Canibus enjoy their memorable armies Ha, ha, ha, ha... [Canibus] A lyricist without with no master, and no financer After the disaster I will die from laughter Alright, let's move out people I got a five ton diesel for the illegal Hazmat retreat Too deep to say peace to I pray about peace for you Very soon the Goetia will eat you The keys of Solomon will open the door to that bottomless prison And let Leviathan's army in 'Liquid Wordz', spit superb From the foothills of Zagros to the streets of New Jerz NewARK, I'm the rear admiral in New York If I'm caught they'll award the posthumous purple heart Navy cross never say we lost, damn, Abramoff is in court 'One Ought Not To Think' any thoughts, +Liquid Wordz+ [Sample] "I don't know what we mean about these words"