Canibus - Cingularity Point lyrics
[Canibus - Cingularity Point lyrics]
This is for the IM culture
A poor pauper's offering for the alter
The 'C' of Tranquility
I'ma show you what I see
The 'C' of Tranquility
I'ma show you what I see
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will it really be?
What does the future hold? What
Do you really see?
I see a revolution in the industry
That will ignite the rebirth of MCs lyrically
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will they really be?
What does the future hold? What
Can you really see?
I see the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars
And our common visions
Been a long time spitting long rhymes
But I never left you
Always came back busting rhymes
That were special back then
I wanted to impress you
By addressing the truth
Nowadays, I'm just confessing in the booth
The Golden Era of Rap will
Always be apart of me
The future talks to me because
The present is ignoring me
My destiny is calling me
The armory of God is guarding me
But all you can see is holographic artistry
Rhyme mechanics, like that of a blind pianist
The keys are metallic, my fingers are magnets
The music is magic, what is this madness?
The stanzas are rites of passage
Your left brain habit's become your baggage
The masses become savage
Roaming the streets with torn fabrics
Creativity is less than average
Every baby is born a bastard
So why did you have it?
This question requires no answer
I understand it
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will it really be?
What does the future hold? What
Do you really see?
I see a revolution in the industry
That will ignite the rebirth of MCs lyrically
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will they really be?
What does the future hold? What
Can you really see?
I see the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars
And our common visions
Through my music
Magic and inoculated interaction
Rip the Jacker shows you
The future in fragments
Through madness my view is expanded
Request passage permission is granted
I'll introduce you to the language of dragons
To help balance near impossible trances in
The labyrinth of the enchanted
Where air quality is unbearably rancid
From evil spirit's, temperatures frigid
I cross wooden bridges over methane
Rivers, it sounds crazy, but listen
Concise lyrics strike down from the heavens
A titan like Mike Tyson
Beastmaster with a tiger and pigeon
A four finger ring with a
Eyeball in it for vision
'Cause, I ain't scared of no
9 foot 11 winged lizards
I'm known as the Ripper
My soul was delivered to a wizard
For spiritual slave labor in a prison
My life is my sentence, so I live it
But, I studied the physics and understand it
So it's only a visit
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will it really be?
What does the future hold? What
Do you really see?
I see a revolution in the industry
That will ignite the rebirth of MCs lyrically
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will they really be?
What does the future hold? What
Can you really see?
I see the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars
And our common visions
Combinatorics anything of this persuasion
Is considered ageless beyond the matrix
Beyond time displacement of space
And spaceships in oasis
Beyond the reach of human contemplation
The music is layered, not computer generated
A human made it to satisfy unusual cravings
The mystic in a room with
Crystal walls and floors
Looking into a crystal quartz orb
Reciting lyrical law
That cause warm feeling sensations
Precipitating from the finger tips
To the arms to the lips to the jaws
To a gold tongue that spit's to
The tone of the drum
With the oxygen that flows down
The throat to the lungs
Till every color of my chakra
Glows brighter than the Sun
You and I become we, we become one
And the clarity of singularity has begun
Between zero point zero and zero point one
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will it really be?
What does the future hold? What
Do you really see?
I see a revolution in the industry
That will ignite the rebirth of MCs lyrically
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will they really be?
What does the future hold? What
Can you really see?
I see the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars
And our common visions
A poor pauper's offering for the alter
The 'C' of Tranquility
I'ma show you what I see
The 'C' of Tranquility
I'ma show you what I see
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will it really be?
What does the future hold? What
Do you really see?
I see a revolution in the industry
That will ignite the rebirth of MCs lyrically
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will they really be?
What does the future hold? What
Can you really see?
I see the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars
And our common visions
Been a long time spitting long rhymes
But I never left you
Always came back busting rhymes
That were special back then
I wanted to impress you
By addressing the truth
Nowadays, I'm just confessing in the booth
The Golden Era of Rap will
Always be apart of me
The future talks to me because
The present is ignoring me
My destiny is calling me
The armory of God is guarding me
But all you can see is holographic artistry
Rhyme mechanics, like that of a blind pianist
The keys are metallic, my fingers are magnets
The music is magic, what is this madness?
The stanzas are rites of passage
Your left brain habit's become your baggage
The masses become savage
Roaming the streets with torn fabrics
Creativity is less than average
Every baby is born a bastard
So why did you have it?
This question requires no answer
I understand it
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will it really be?
What does the future hold? What
Do you really see?
I see a revolution in the industry
That will ignite the rebirth of MCs lyrically
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will they really be?
What does the future hold? What
Can you really see?
I see the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars
And our common visions
Through my music
Magic and inoculated interaction
Rip the Jacker shows you
The future in fragments
Through madness my view is expanded
Request passage permission is granted
I'll introduce you to the language of dragons
To help balance near impossible trances in
The labyrinth of the enchanted
Where air quality is unbearably rancid
From evil spirit's, temperatures frigid
I cross wooden bridges over methane
Rivers, it sounds crazy, but listen
Concise lyrics strike down from the heavens
A titan like Mike Tyson
Beastmaster with a tiger and pigeon
A four finger ring with a
Eyeball in it for vision
'Cause, I ain't scared of no
9 foot 11 winged lizards
I'm known as the Ripper
My soul was delivered to a wizard
For spiritual slave labor in a prison
My life is my sentence, so I live it
But, I studied the physics and understand it
So it's only a visit
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will it really be?
What does the future hold? What
Do you really see?
I see a revolution in the industry
That will ignite the rebirth of MCs lyrically
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will they really be?
What does the future hold? What
Can you really see?
I see the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars
And our common visions
Combinatorics anything of this persuasion
Is considered ageless beyond the matrix
Beyond time displacement of space
And spaceships in oasis
Beyond the reach of human contemplation
The music is layered, not computer generated
A human made it to satisfy unusual cravings
The mystic in a room with
Crystal walls and floors
Looking into a crystal quartz orb
Reciting lyrical law
That cause warm feeling sensations
Precipitating from the finger tips
To the arms to the lips to the jaws
To a gold tongue that spit's to
The tone of the drum
With the oxygen that flows down
The throat to the lungs
Till every color of my chakra
Glows brighter than the Sun
You and I become we, we become one
And the clarity of singularity has begun
Between zero point zero and zero point one
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will it really be?
What does the future hold? What
Do you really see?
I see a revolution in the industry
That will ignite the rebirth of MCs lyrically
The 'C' of Tranquility
What will they really be?
What does the future hold? What
Can you really see?
I see the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars
And our common visions