Lord Cyborg Canibus

[Verse 1]
Good morning, top of the day
I oxygenate with coffee and omelet steak, then I decarboxylate
Pull a stocking down over my face
Tuck that thing in the waist, meet you downstairs at the gate
They say the brown-tailed squirrel is entitled to less in this world
I find it hard to respect those words
Tonic subdominant dominant influence me to vocal the beat moderate
While still placing my voice on top of it
Are you a philosopher? Yes, I think very deeply
In fact, alkaline hydrolysis exists
When you come to terms with that, your blood will bе attacked
From biosludge in a vat and your world will collapse
Vampirеs want blood and pseudo-scientists want biosludge
Basic Instructions Before B.I.B.L.E. Club
The pillars of justice crushed to dust by a nigga with ‘musket
They handcuffed him 'cause he spit with substance
Ask around, he ain't nothin' to fuck with or be in love with
Them handcuffs is like titanium cufflinks

[Hook]
Verily, verily I say unto you
Microphone check 1, 2, 1, 2

[Verse 2]
Go 'head, claim that baggage, Delta Strike Force package
My drones over traffic ‘cause accidents to happen
You must be reading my mind, he a one man machine that rhyme
A baby Doberman eating at your spine
Beginning to feed off your insides
If I was you I wouldn't think twice, the main concern is to preserve life
If I was you? Play nice, bruh, don't be mean
I cried watching what happened to behind the scenes Gene
299 days later, I walked in the bodega
Wearing gold plated Ray-Ban Aviators
Rap don't prove you great, I show you how catastrophe taste
Throw battery acid in your face
The Lawnmower Man with motorized hands
My hydraulics crush hydrogen tanks and make a thug dance
No cap, I called Lord Cyborg on the map
He ain't no hip-hop cop, he got a badge for rap
308 *bbrrratt* unique angle of attack
That yellow-bellied rat just shot him in the back
Now you got a malfunctioning jetpack
In zero gravity, how the fuck you gon' get back?
Yo, send Black to go collect all his plaques
I never thought of that but I'ma have to go with, "No, thanks"
I got a certified postage letter from the globalists
On my dresser and I ain't gon' never open it
They want my Infinity tech
I signed an NDA with the Senator
14 years later we see the release of something suspiciously similar
They stole my shit, look at all them flows I spit
I'm multidisciplinary, yet nothing coulda prepared me
For what I experienced in the rap game summarily