Artist: Canibus Album: Melatonin Magik Song: Fraternity of the Impoverished Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Canibus] Fraternity of the Impoverished Knowledge this, knowledge this... The vocalist beast, knowledge like the Pope in this piece You think the ocean is deep? Fuck with me Unbelievable bars, unbeatable odds Unspeakable horrors, at a unperceivable cost Your unagreeable response lacks thought and human heart This is lyrical law, it's what I make the music for My prayers are simple, my forehead is layered with wrinkles Because of all the hardships that I've been through Symbolic hip-hop prophet speak to your subconscious Fringe politics got the public thinkin the opposite I'm a hypolyrical spontaneous alchemical elite neo-liberal, child of the indigo Drillin holes through the Faraday cages of your brains Then I implant the arcane image of Saint Germaine High lyrical exponent, intelligence quotient When I'm focused, I can engage multiple opponents But I won't if, I have no motive, soldier be careful, it's loaded Verbose with emotions of psychosis In case you didn't notice when I wrote it I'm spittin lyrics fittin in tighter spaces than outerspace roaches A real emcee don't have to do what he don't wanna do And that includes freestylin in front of you it's not like something gon' change It's not like the whole world gon' start praisin my name I stay in my lane I'd rather die by livin brave then live like a slave I'd rather be broke then be fake and get paid These layers of physicality challenge me My soul is gold and it's the only thing that's able to balance me My energy body has a alchemical copy that looks Godly Not fat, out of shape or sloppy The iller the rhymes, the more that I embody Vilified when real recognize real I gets mines! Stand with the underdog, don't be a coward Stop dickridin people for they money and power Even the American flag says "Made In China" The national debt says the U.S. is a vagina of a black widow spider, sprayin blood out like a geyser Why do we lose everything we fight for? Fathers, mothers, sons, daughters In the land of the lawless, sacrificed before Horus The Inca, the Aztecs, the Mayans, were masters A new beginnin is comin - the irony is classic The potential of life, versus the potential of death Either way you go through mad mental stress God forbid for you, for her, or him We ignored the gems, now we gotta do it all again We failed hip-hop's laws and brought down shame upon our cause Now we will fall upon our swords The shaman pays homage to Solomon He orders them to send the witchdoctor in Then asked me to rhyme again Every now and then I get retarded and spit I would like to apologize to every artist I dissed Everybody assumes I wanna rhyme when I don't Sometimes I just wanna chill and watch you flow~! Mysteries of the cathedral, the dark overlords are evil Ripped out the vocal chords of the people I walk up to your bedside in disguise with red eyes And tell you to remember these rhymes This is the season of hip-hop, believe it or not I lined it up with the planet's equinox {*scratched repeatedly: "abstract thinking"*} [Outro - over scratching] The coming cataclysm of society Obviously the government lied to me The illuminati's kidnap of hip-hop is plain to see Dead or alive, you heard it from the Can-I-B!!