Heat 4 Beatz Music Group, Canibus - Time Is An Illusion lyrics

Illusions of energy what and when you see

Time is an illusion of energy
Your energy determines what and when you see

The double helix, necrophilic
12 strands before they steal it
The Tower of Babel before they build it
In denial of Basic Instructions before BIBLE
13 Disciples, 13 bloodlines blue
And red that blend, 13 beats to rhyme to
Two suns cast 26 shadows behind 'em
Sunken oil tankers, drunken spoiled bankers
No Thank You, no economic anchor
Delta shaped doorways
Double decked doorsteps
Remove brain cortex with Dr doom forceps
Co-conspirators combine complex concepts
I don't need them to tell me
How deep my thoughts get
The horrible beauty
Tragic but intriguing to me
The still waters is what really moves me
Seek and ye shall find
Outside is inside without mind
Transcribe rhymes then outline
Skeleton head bare bones wearing headphones
Preparing poems in an atmosphere
Full of pheromones
Knock knock, who's there? you home?
No I'm not I'm gone
We talk through telepathic iPhones
System's immune
Listen to iTunes since high noon
And trap cream cheese crab
Rangoon and typhoons
Shark fin body armour slice through the water
Aquarius and Pisces inspire the harbinger
Missiles in the silos, subs in the ocean
Bombers in the air, troops in the open
Painters and poets plagued by
Preying Mantis & Locusts
Shit piles like cancer vultures
Slayers remain survivors
Firestone slash tires
In a nightmare inspired quagmire
Laser guided nano spiders
Box braids over razor wires
No payload could break those fibers
We heaven bound, sought after yet never found
Remember then, remember when, remember now
The Sorcerers verse, put dark forces to work
Unleash evil elements across Earth
God's Earth, 1 3rd Cobra, 1
3rd Noah mixed with Shenandoah, 1
3rd Logan X-Man quotient
Two hand Tomahawk throwing
Navajo peace pipe smoke
At the same time, that's impossible, yo!
Broad Head's warrior throne
Honed from Cintamani stone
The same one King Solomon owned
In the 80's I lived by the Euphrates
Bred ten ladies and had 80 babies
With a clan full of crazies
Who hates farts more than anyone, MIDGETS
Who's the last one to
Know the world's ending, nIGGAS
War, What Is It Good For? HATERS
There goes I for the grace of my creator
They lied, they codify, but why?
For it was not I who caused
Water to pour from the skies
Now you suckin concrete homeless
Fukushima fish eat boneless
Its times like these moments
When I need atonement
From the innocuous line of questioning
The seraphim language interpretation
Is definite
Let he who is not lost show me your home
And he who is without sin, write me a poem
The Bolshevik will pull down your zip
And let you take a piss
But only if he can hold your dick
No yaw no roll no pitch, no bacon no bitch
Just dead bodies smoking in a ditch
Praise the lord, Gulag George
Beat you with a two by four
And watch the crowd scream for more hardcore