Luyện nghe bài hát Liberal Arts

Once more, it has been
in order to save it
You would to raise the specter again
I am going to tell the truth
About ministry of justice
But if we didn't
It would surely be for war!

Ok its to get started..
want to but the forces forced me
When it category allegory
They it for me
Umlaut
That's the I bend vowels when I spew from the mouth
threw and out the very grotesque few are best
Burn through
Since the university of
Sitting in a with a windowless view
Concentrating; at you
frame frozen at the very moment
The wormhole
You Canibus has spoken
The circumference of a third eye so
To me, Ezekiel's was just a spare tire
My epithelial genetic was forged in the protoplasmic fires in a black geyser
The explosion can described as a Iris
the absolute began, I don't know where I was
I just been a piece of micro dust
That's why I the love mics so much
My micro, robotic rap flow
The Magna Carta of the entire rap
Mayflower Phase 1
Adapt to the press of is laid on my lungs
The theory of called cannons
Dissertation with a makeover in makeup
Light waves to the wake of bust
Mics buckle with white knuckles, metacarpals
Acid all over your face, you fuck
Grab with bare hands,
Squeeze and spray
You iller than me? Gimme a

boss,
You mind if I my thoughts?
is expensive, can you share my costs?
In a cushioned room leather doors
Handwriting experts a look at the letters I draw
graftedness, there's no space between words
Excessive cross-outs: it be my nerves
Rhymes that vaporize and destabilize
Pray to God, say
Six minutes Paz you're on
Lyrically is the liberty of Liberal Arts

Canibus: Creatine and Create
cAnibus: Anemometers analyze air
The H.N.I.C that narrates
canIbus: intelligent Interface
caniBus: Biogenetetic Behemoth
canibUs: on fire, You both bleed
Micnificentlly sound Mc
Liberal with JMT

[Vinnie Paz, AKA the Verbal Hologram]
I'm the god of war,
the resurrector of the
The carnivore, destroying you hard at all
I started raw, so the haters see what could happen
I was Allah while the were speaking in Latin
I'm the origin of science and
I'm the origin of everything you to grasp
Been dying to ask if Jedi is the real
Well I'll let you inside my mind and you decide how it
I'm dying to
And bring to you
I start a lot beef with lots of guns and of clips
the head, I'm aimin right for your esophagus
Hang you from a hook then drink the blood your drips
I got the power of the a fucking shotty spits
And leave you weaker than the mafia Gotti-less
With Canibus: get like psychoanalysts
Vinne Paz the Hand-to-Fist-Philanthropist

What? Its fucking Paz daddy
Yeah Jedi baby
(For the of the world)
baby
Let it now be
Mic
What's the deal?

here in our decision
This is what we for
Justice, Truth and the of a single human being

Liberal
Mic Club the
Can-I-bus 'em
'em