Genabis Lyrics - Canibus

Genabis, this is Genabis 

Remember this 

Yo, in the beginning I discovered wordplay 

I experimented with some syllables from the first to the third day 

On the fourth, I searched for the words to say 

How to compress complex verbiage in the least amount of space 

I was perfect at it and mastered the tactic 

On the fifth day I decided I would combine it with mathematics 

On the sixth day I became a fanatic 

And I couldn't kick the habit, I would just look in the mirror and practice 

On the seventh cycle I had to take the day off 

I was exhausted, I guessed my work would never pay off 

But if it happened to Him, it could happen to me 

And if it happened to me it was destined to be 

Yo, Genabis, Exobus, Levitibus 

There ain't a mic on this planet I'm restricted to touch 

I read the Cosmos, what God wrote, predicted as much 

The inhabitants lack faith but resistance is tough 

Yo, Genabis, Exobus, Levitibus 

There ain't a mic on this planet I'm restricted to touch 

I read the Cosmos, what God wrote, predicted as much 

The inhabitants lack faith but resistance is tough 

As they backslide back to church and call the minister's bluff 

They'd rather remain unenlightened than listen to Bus 

I blew the fuck up, even though it was short and abrupt 

I was the first rapper to ever close orbit the sun 

One small step for man, one huge step for mankind 

I am the Red Giant of rhymes 

Solar deflectors incinerate you whole in one second 

Flow is untested, those that I've threatened fold under pressure 

At one hundred and twenty beta cycles 

High volts ignite your eyeballs until you see the fire in front of you 

Optic cones and rods melt one at a time until you realize you're in Hell 

Rip the Jacker's not done with you 

I terrorize the rap community with impunity 

Blow you to pieces and move elusively through the debris 

What my enemies want to do to me is old news to me 

Those in pursuit of me will never get through to me 

Yo, Genabis, Exobus, Levitibus 

There ain't a mic on this planet I'm restricted to touch 

I read the Cosmos, what God wrote, predicted as much 

The inhabitants lack faith but resistance is tough 

Yo, Genabis, Exobus, Levitibus 

There ain't a mic on this planet I'm restricted to touch 

I read the Cosmos, what God wrote, predicted as much 

The inhabitants lack faith but resistance is tough 

Fist rapper to speak over beats dogmatically 

Mixed with Elizabethan drama and tragedy 

My motto is to dress casually and live lavishly 

Look at the Victorian tapestry in back of me 

Notice the post-Renaissance pictures I drew 

Hand-sketched drawings of the deserts in Nazca, Peru 

The following audio propagates the possible truth 

To prove I'm the illest so the choice is not up to you 

See, the standard ideological definition of a rap model 

Is Canibus' scholarly-periodicals? 

The article is substantially impressive 

More than a message, a working thesis 

From several different perspectives 

The Rosetta stone of sentences for rap music's tentative 

Entered Apprentices this is Genabis 

The Rosetta stone of sentences for rap music's tentative 

Entered Apprentices this is Genabis 

Yo, Genabis, Exobus, Levitibus 

There ain't a mic on this planet I'm restricted to touch 

I read the Cosmos, what God wrote, predicted as much 

The inhabitants lack faith but resistance is tough 

Yo, Genabis, Exobus, Levitibus 

There ain't a mic on this planet I'm restricted to touch 

I read the Cosmos, what God wrote, predicted as much 

The inhabitants lack faith but resistance is tough