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Canibus - Crisis Music (w/ Lyrics)

Quick update: *This is a track from the upcoming Canibus/Mark Deez album, no release date yet. *Free Canibus mixtape "Prelude to the 2nd coming": http://www.datpiff.com/The-Almighty-P... *The Canibus project, "Almighty 2: The 2nd coming"-album will drop 8/27-2013, Pre-order here: http://tinyurl.com/q93xetv Lyrics: (Audio sample) Unknown Man 1: It's very complicated around here. Strangers who come out here have problems. Unknown Man 2: What sort of problems? Unknown Man 1: What? Unknown Man 2: What sort of problems? Unknown Man 1: If they catch them, they kill them. They don't ask any questions. They just kill people. Unknown Woman: Why do they do that? Unknown Man 1: What? They're paranoid. Because they think they've come to spy on them. They're paranoid. Canibus: Yo, your stomach hurt the whole night cause you ate too much GMO rice To go along with your GMO life You just a dummy with a smart phone And you belong in the poor social class in the country you call home The old grizzly bear with some nappy ass hair Selfish motherfucker, no honey to spare, yeah Energy shortage, the poor got to pay for it The water is poisonous, wait a couple days for it Third world conditions, no way out Relief's on the way, they say it could be any day now I say they lying trying to stall you, alter your view The S&M Executioner escort you down the hall, to a noose in a FEMA camp freighter caboose I trade a pocket knife for a pair of boots Born as a beggar, die with more spiritual treasure The Nebuchadnezzar letters from dead repossessors Belly up to the bar, half a bottle of Maker's Mark Shut the fuck up, it ain't safe to talk By the hook or crook, certainly not ever by the book, that's the reason the world's so corrupt The bank is like pussy, they tell you it's yours Soon as you turn your back, they open up they drawers Flugelrads with computer jobs Adam Zakar plays basketball, he just wants cash and cars He lit a match, he wanted to check what's in his tank That's why we all call him "skinless Frank" A loss of confidence of leadership They don't report till they see the shit, hit the fan then they plead the fifth Property, gold, Ice Age, cold Es solamente piel y huesos Property, gas gold, Ice Age, cold Es solamente piel y huesos Cursed, blessed, all in the same breath It's a miracle Germaine got anything left They tell you to relax, then stab you in the back While the world collapse through small covert attacks They observe the boss, a brown nosers' work of art He tells everybody else to leave the room, then removes your heart He says "don't ever turn your back on God," the vampire of emotions and thoughts A few adults hug close in the dark Somebody opens the door, to find out what emotions are for The future is gone, feast your eyes upon the new world at dawn That's what you get for observing the boss Cursed, blessed, all in the same breath We had all the time in the world, didn't prep Mercury extracts the gold from the ore, the same thing happens when I write metaphors Cinderella and the brown dwarf out taking a walk Then both bodyguards morph into a horse The horse morphs into Leviathan El General Leviathan brimstone and fire emulsifying him 5,6,7,8 limbs count them again I was just standing there in some timbs They had rockets, ratchets, and bang sting tactics I don't know they names but people call them Fascists Couldn't fight that with practice It's like you had to go back in time before all of this happened Before sister rebuke the slaves ancient ways What rhymes with Dana Dane? Saint Germaine Salt and pepper flakes of gray, I was ill back in the day Keep pace with the track, tracking the pace Report aliens from outer space, laugh in your face You got nothing to say? You had your chance to escape Handcuffed to an anvil, so when was your chance to escape? Dance with the wolves, handshake with the apes Take a apple from a snake, watch the Fascist put powder on his face Cause he don't understand how to relate He didn't even have to use two of his hands, cause nobody lives longer than a nuclear plant We on food stamps, but get rude about school grants We get mad cause we don't got enough youtube fans Ebonic super cram, ruin the plan, two suits take a cruise in a van Super advanced, got something called Zeus in his hands Flugelrads with computer jobs, computer program Introduce you to hip-hop shogun showman Resistance is futile; the battle rifle shoots two miles You got the juice, the jones look for you now The son of King Neptune, a million dolphins come to my rescue But I didn't want to impress you Cursed, blessed, all in the same breath Autobot Rock??? gonna explain the rest