My mind is a weapon, I bust it, The Ripper got me covered
It's much easier said than done, but Professor Bis said that it wasn't
No corruption, no disruption, no destruction, no budget, no nothing
It's never really that easy, you just gotta trust it
I've almost perfected this, I'm one word away from excellence, that's why I'm bustin'
I am not myself, just whispers in the mind of a genius that won't let me out
("Can't take that chance"), what is that all about?
Who knows, that's the words I want placed on my tombstone
I think about it when I write poems, or when I sleep alone
I breath slow when I rhyme fast, do the math and don't ask
Dazed and confused when there's no ripples from the splash
You said "the best shouldn't ask for respect" Is that correct?
"Yes," could you speak up? "I said yes, yes, yes, yes, nigga I said yes!"
The professional perfectionist never battle raps for free
Cause I know what the world wants to see, but what about me?
The ungrateful machine locked in quarantine
Spittin' infinite lyrics, no translation on screen
The science team doesn't know what it means
It's something the mircrophone fiend has seen in a dream
But the kid gets lost when he thinks about thoughts
A beautiful mind by design, but at what cost
I let Rip proof read my writtens, as I upload to the system
A change where every end is a new beginning, the plot thickens...I listen
Brain cells spinning, "that which is not living is not dead just missing"
Too much attention to gravity driven organisms corrupts my vision
Mr. Invisible's body language doesn't quite make sense from this position
Brain waves in sync with the heart's rhythm
Rip will Infiltrate your mind and plant wisdom, right after I said it was god given
Why does nobody listen?...Nobody listens
Me and my cell mate celebrate our jail break but not out of prison...

(Jail break but not out of prison)
(Canibus Infinity Forums, keep mixing)