Canibus, Virtuoso, Evil Intentions - Kaleidoscope Geometry lyrics
[Canibus, Virtuoso, Evil Intentions - Kaleidoscope Geometry lyrics]
It all began with an incident
Which occurred in 1947
On the afternoon of June 24th of that year
Kenneth Arnold made the first
Report on flying saucers
Formaldahyde, less than ten-thousand
Feet high brown men with red eyes
Beamed down from blue skies
Half human, half griffon
What a beautiful Christian
You got wings, you could fly you got ears
You could listen
Use your eyes as a tool for precision
They life liquid is crimson
They ruled this prison planet from beginning
Some have green blood, but I don't care
I still fuck wit' 'em
The Poet Laureate blue bloods
Get blue ribbons i woke up out my sleep to
The sound of rude alien children
The sun was sizzlin', the moon was missin'
I witnessed the first bar war
Laws, some new lyrics, what is is?
Nano tech killers seduced the apprentice
Them sons-of-bitches mutilated cows
All we could do is say "wow"
How you feel about 'em
Mutilatin' humans now?
They shoot down drones with
Downrange caliber chrome
In wedge formation, travelin' home
PNC codes
Satellite transmitters leafed into my clothes
Authorized by Formaldahyde flows
Guidance system provide the wisdom
Star map wizards improvisin' positions
Tryin' to soften collisions
They wear self lacin' latex boots
They come to earth to play the flute
Juice tigers makin' automated juice
Their eyes blink vertically
Kaleidoscope geometry circles me
They hypnotize the planet for eternity
Turn space relation to face
The ground crater location
Collapse before he learns the facts
Of who made him
We goin' back home, we goin' back home
Wherever Hip-Hop was born
We goin' back home
The DNA genome, we goin' back home
We goin' back, goin' back home
Aliens implanted humans with microchips
Check the bible scripts
Ezekiel's wheels was spiral ships
Looking to the stars in the sky
Asking when the arrival is
Alien workshops before the skay boards
Shape shift, amaze grip, you'll only see
We goin' back home, we goin' back home
Wherever Hip-Hop was born
We goin' back home
The DNA genome, we goin' back home
We goin' back, goin' back home
Which occurred in 1947
On the afternoon of June 24th of that year
Kenneth Arnold made the first
Report on flying saucers
Formaldahyde, less than ten-thousand
Feet high brown men with red eyes
Beamed down from blue skies
Half human, half griffon
What a beautiful Christian
You got wings, you could fly you got ears
You could listen
Use your eyes as a tool for precision
They life liquid is crimson
They ruled this prison planet from beginning
Some have green blood, but I don't care
I still fuck wit' 'em
The Poet Laureate blue bloods
Get blue ribbons i woke up out my sleep to
The sound of rude alien children
The sun was sizzlin', the moon was missin'
I witnessed the first bar war
Laws, some new lyrics, what is is?
Nano tech killers seduced the apprentice
Them sons-of-bitches mutilated cows
All we could do is say "wow"
How you feel about 'em
Mutilatin' humans now?
They shoot down drones with
Downrange caliber chrome
In wedge formation, travelin' home
PNC codes
Satellite transmitters leafed into my clothes
Authorized by Formaldahyde flows
Guidance system provide the wisdom
Star map wizards improvisin' positions
Tryin' to soften collisions
They wear self lacin' latex boots
They come to earth to play the flute
Juice tigers makin' automated juice
Their eyes blink vertically
Kaleidoscope geometry circles me
They hypnotize the planet for eternity
Turn space relation to face
The ground crater location
Collapse before he learns the facts
Of who made him
We goin' back home, we goin' back home
Wherever Hip-Hop was born
We goin' back home
The DNA genome, we goin' back home
We goin' back, goin' back home
Aliens implanted humans with microchips
Check the bible scripts
Ezekiel's wheels was spiral ships
Looking to the stars in the sky
Asking when the arrival is
Alien workshops before the skay boards
Shape shift, amaze grip, you'll only see
We goin' back home, we goin' back home
Wherever Hip-Hop was born
We goin' back home
The DNA genome, we goin' back home
We goin' back, goin' back home