Luyện nghe bài hát Liberal Arts

Once more, it has done
That in to save it
You would to raise the specter again
I am going to tell the truth
About ministry of justice
But if we though
It surely be cause for war!

Ok its to get started..
Don't want to but the forces me
When it category allegory
translated it for me
U-M-L-O-U-T:
That's the I bend vowels when I spew from the mouth
Spit threw and out the very few are best
through vests
Since the of Budapest
in a room with a windowless view
Concentrating; at you
Freeze frozen at the very moment
The opens
You Canibus has spoken
The circumference of a third eye so
To me, Ezekiel's Wheel was just a tire
My epithelial genetic fiber was forged in the protoplasmic fires in a geyser
The can described as a white Iris
When the absolute began, I don't know I was
I musta just been a of micro dust
That's why I the fuck love mics so
My micro, robotic rap flow
The Magna Carta of the entire rap
Mayflower Phase 1
Adapt to the press of gravity is laid on my
The theory of called cannons
Dissertation a makeover in camouflage makeup
waves bend to the wake of bust
Mics buckle white knuckles, metacarpals crush
reflux all over your face, you fuck
Grab heart bare hands,
Squeeze and spray
You iller me? Gimme a call:

boss,
You mind if I share my
Psychotherapy is expensive, can you share my
In a room with leather doors
Handwriting experts take a at the letters I draw
Excessive graftedness, no space between words
cross-outs: it must be my nerves
Rhymes that vaporize and destabilize
to God, say Goodbye
Six minutes Paz you're on
Lyrically this is the liberty of Arts

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

Paz, AKA Ikon the Verbal Hologram]
I'm the god of war,
the of the horror-core
The carnivore, destroying you wasn't at all
I started raw, so the haters could see could happen
I was Allah the pagans were speaking in Latin
I'm the of science and math
I'm the origin of everything you trying to
Been dying to ask if Mind is the real
Well I'll let you my mind and you decide how it feel
I'm to kill
And bring to you
I start a lot beef lots of guns and lots of clips
Fuck the head, I'm aimin for your esophagus
you from a hook then drink the blood your body drips
I got the power of the lead a fucking shotty
And leave you weaker than the mafia that's
With Canibus: get deep like
Vinne Paz the Hand-to-Fist-Philanthropist

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

That here in our
is what we stand for
Justice, Truth and the value of a single being

Liberal
Mic the Curriculum
hittin 'em
'em