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letra de dead by design (remix) - canibus

[verse]
my melatonin magik is enhanced by the melatonin tablets
come take a walk with canibus
ardipithecus ramidus, what the f-ck is melatonin magik bis?
i still ain’t understanding this sh-t
okay, my brain is a microchip
my two b-lls with a cane is a macro-d-ck, i rap so sick
i created swine ploo out of an infinite mix
you tried to diss but can’t even spit, you just stand there and wish
with your hand on your hips, man you a b-tch
who the f-ck is you to criticize a lyrical king?
you see, that’s my problem, i spit a thousand bars y’all was silent
i ain’t heard nothing about it
i had to give you three years to recognize
and then i realized, can’t n0body even f-ck with my rhymes
the internet is an early telеpathic building set
my lyrics are international nuclеar missile threats
the blogosphere is where you vent frustration and discontent
but children don’t understand the concept of consequence
so yes, it’s immature to express disrespect
but no i will not accept what the media says
they are the reason we are being misled
there are forces above them that feed off our stress, suffering and debt
i am dead by design, ’cause n0body tells me what to rhyme
i make up my own f-cking mind
there are more of us than them
but at the same time they are gods and we are just mortal men
thirteen levels above 33, let me say it again
they are gods, we are just mortal men
i cannot imagine their power
they put a black family in the white house just so they can take away ours
you tryna to plan a great escape? you’re a coward
they gon’ march into a gas chamber make us think we’re taking a shower
mommas and babies is crying
the children of zion belong to skynet, n0body knows who’s behind it
so if you don’t care, fine then, i don’t care either
but i ain’t spineless like you, i’m a true believer
in the metaphysical aether, you listening to the lyrical reaper
the spiritual teacher, empirical speaker
after this album they gon’ call me a leader
but i’m not, k!lluminati just gon’ murder me like pac
blood sacrifice or not, i don’t even wanna be alive
if it’s like that, then f-ck tiamaat
you can laugh at my appearance
well f-ck you for standing there staring, f-ck everything on this planet!
including the evil spirits, notwithstanding the aliens
acting like they don’t hear us, there’s no need to fear us
just come done and help us, i love james brown more than i love elvis
but that don’t mean i’m selfish
soft but hard on the outside like sh-llfish
crispy, crunchy, black crawling out of h-ll’s pit
you scream for hardcore, i felt it
but what you gon’ do when they k!ll me on some eminem and l sh-t?
you won’t do a motherf-cking thing
’cause let me tell you why, you a coward and you don’t know sh-t
’cause if my brothers stand next to me, the energy expands collectively
the world was never ready for me
and they ain’t ready for their own freedom neither, they perish from the heater
the fire breathers crawl out of their cage to eat ’em like thin crust pizza
cthulhu creatures with rough features
jeepers creepers, good luck with jesus
how many meters? reload and squeeze it
i run up in the vatican with demons, just to get even
that’s where the biggest demon is
it’s no secret, but n0body else sees it, so they won’t believe it
but that’s when i calm back down, the key word is back down
i got possessed by my own raps, wow
knock knock, who’s home? the black dan brown
i didn’t mean what i said, please don’t k!ll me now
my ghostwriter’s not around, plus it was just a freestyle
but at least i got better beats now
meanwhile, motherf-ckers still mad, i feel bad
i apologized but you acting like a real f-g
what the f-ck i’m supposed to feel like?
twelve years later i still don’t get acknowledged for the sh-t that i write
but i don’t want to talk to you now
it’d be a motherf-cking miracle if you even see me walking around
they still ask me about ‘second round’ even now
(interviewers voice) “canibus can you tell us of what happened again?” – look at this f-cking clown
can’t get over it, they ask me a loaded question
and act like i was the one promoting it, hang up on ’em
you a cyborg unit with no soul to it
stupid surrogate, twelve years later i’m on some other sh-t
and so is the whole world, look at the motherships
and so is the whole world, look at the motherships

- canibus

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