[Verse 1: Canibus]
Naked in a tub using Vicks VapoRub
If I don't step to my business it ain't gon' get done
Millennium Falcons bomb Libyan houses
From armchairs on top o' san Semien Mountain
Attached to the same outfit I got kicked out with
The way they announced it, they was on some foul shit
The Jim Bakker jungle gym, they drink gin and jump into him, then jump into them, then jump back to Jin
Push buttons, get punched in the chin
Don't ever let me see you talk about my motherfuckin' brother again
The single bed junk yard hoarder
Disorder strikes every quarter right before every mic slaughter
All of us are hoarders, ammunition stashed in the corner
Paper bags, durags balled up
Jingle Bells, Batman smelly as hell
He won't fail and he wants armageddon now
[Verse 2: Born Sun]
I've seen the Tricoline medic
He said it's embedded in my genetics
Hallucinogens'll boost my intelligence
Schumann resonance amuses my benevolence
Musical elegance in tune with the elements
Change vibration, unify the nation
From consciousness placement inside constellations
Hesitation is a lie and waitin'
When the mind gets awakened, no time for contemplation
Ten paces, step to the truth and face him
God gave me patient energy to elevate them
Beneath the surface, the concrete camouflage serpent
Till every person unlearn they steak worship
Created? I observe it
The way I interpret, you got nervous, heard you spittin' A.I. verses
The situation worsens, urban insurgent, Haitians in turbans
Came with Jamaicans 'n gave it to the merchants
Naked in a tub using Vicks VapoRub
If I don't step to my business it ain't gon' get done
Millennium Falcons bomb Libyan houses
From armchairs on top o' san Semien Mountain
Attached to the same outfit I got kicked out with
The way they announced it, they was on some foul shit
The Jim Bakker jungle gym, they drink gin and jump into him, then jump into them, then jump back to Jin
Push buttons, get punched in the chin
Don't ever let me see you talk about my motherfuckin' brother again
The single bed junk yard hoarder
Disorder strikes every quarter right before every mic slaughter
All of us are hoarders, ammunition stashed in the corner
Paper bags, durags balled up
Jingle Bells, Batman smelly as hell
He won't fail and he wants armageddon now
[Verse 2: Born Sun]
I've seen the Tricoline medic
He said it's embedded in my genetics
Hallucinogens'll boost my intelligence
Schumann resonance amuses my benevolence
Musical elegance in tune with the elements
Change vibration, unify the nation
From consciousness placement inside constellations
Hesitation is a lie and waitin'
When the mind gets awakened, no time for contemplation
Ten paces, step to the truth and face him
God gave me patient energy to elevate them
Beneath the surface, the concrete camouflage serpent
Till every person unlearn they steak worship
Created? I observe it
The way I interpret, you got nervous, heard you spittin' A.I. verses
The situation worsens, urban insurgent, Haitians in turbans
Came with Jamaicans 'n gave it to the merchants
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