Destruction Mirage-Layzie1999

Listen to the rhymes, the rhymes equal Pi/
If I had a piece of the pie, I could buy Dubai/
You wanna stand there and talk?/
A blast wave gon' tear more than your roof off, nigga come on!/
In a newly ordered world living in shit/
No matter how good or poor your english is/
Pray for the families that want them home/
Pray for the families abroad that have lost their homes/
The overseer of poetic aniquity/
The Victorian Album Museum kept 'em for me/
A stationery pulley drawing from a wishing well/
The genie gave me three more because I listen well/
The multiplex meshing multiple message is too much for me/
Truly, there is too much to see/
Observe the man, with the Microsoft strand/
Or 5th or 6th cuz way more advanced/

Canibus-Infinity...Infinity...Infinity...Infinity

Canibus-Infinity...Infinity...Infinity...Infinity

Next time we meet this whole song will be a new mix/
For all the rippers out there who need a new fix/
A word to the wise, try to keep your eyes in the skies/
And try to keep your ears on my rhymes/
With theses lyrics, I consecrate the spirit/
Whenever I spit it, concentrate you can hear it/
A blast so cataclysmic, it warps the time/
And space within it, the hours become minutes/
The minutes become infinite lyrics, Poet Laureate/
Spit from the spirit, from the Sirius Star system/
The gross over simplification of a Jamaican/
In a basement tracing over diagrams for a tape deck/
I am energy, I am HE spiritually and mentally/
The fools who threw away my jewels offended me/
I don't care if I make history/
I wanna be a part of Infinity...Infinity...

Yeah

Can-I-Bus AKA Rip the Jacker

and all my rippers over at Canibus-Infinity.com