1st Deployment

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[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 [Verse 3: Canibus] Watch them zombie soldiers, go on put a stank on 'em No thanks partner, run 'em over with some tank armor The drone Can clank clank on 'em Drop a little Fat Man on 'em, memorial statue stand on 'em Electroactive magnets spin armor to fragments Gearbox attachments fastened to iron cast caskets Fantastic, let the Great Gatsby at it The old asthmatic rap addict with the battle rap static Metaphor mosaics are made in stages We gave the music industry a Fibonacci facelift Cowboys and aliens landin' in spaceships Every single nation fightin' off invasion We exodus to the inner labyrinth We follow phosphorescent glowing to a dozen other bases Whoever ain't got the muscle to make it, stay here We gon' come back after they shapeshift [Verse 4: Born Sun] I body ten whales like underwater chemtrails Or windsails manufactured out o' they entrails Utilize free will on a divine path back to the source But (shape tie?) try to throw me of course What materialism The physical path, the spiritual depth Break the schism, master the third dimension I known him all my life, he my people, he my amigo But my ego is my enemy though Proof of the sentence, spit out bones, you finished Tell niggas, open they windows, burn some incense For instance, act off instinct Talk to the sphinx, do statistic, my music is mystic Then Mother Nature know I'm talkin' to her For those seekin' the cure, I breastfeed a leash to the core Pisspoor, spit the raw for y'all Fifth element adds on when I get four Peace [Outro: Unknown Male] What I think we've come to and what I think the tragedy clearly demonstrates; is that we now find ourselves in a world in which the arrangements of power can not yet be ignored, but in which the instruments of power no longer work. If this lesson has been told us, that the stubborn little gorillas out there, who sawed off the American giant at the knees and brought him down almost like David versus Goliath would have done a great service not only to their own cause -whatever one may think about it- but perhaps to the cause of world peace, and perhaps...