This one goes to a extreme level i'll post some of the more important lyrics along with it
Canibus-C of Tranquility
"The 'C' of Tranquility, what will it really be,
What does the future hold, what can you really see?
I see the partition of God's religion
Become united by our bars and our common visions,
These rhymes resemble knots being tied to time lines,
Becomes a nonlinear noose that will snap your mind,
FIRST! Sever your spine, SECOND! Normal M configurations
Are dismembered and disconnected, very unpleasant,
Let's say, I had to make an exception,
Where I complied to exhume a body for postmortem autopsy inspection,
I request the best yes-men,
That promptly recovered the radio frequency identification pin,
Then, trigger the transponder located under the skin
Of the deceased until it showed me a grin,
I've adapted and adjusted my aim accordingly,
The leap years are boring to me, I speed up quarterly,
The Golden Era of Rap will always be apart of me,
The future talks to me because the present is ignoring me,
My destiny is calling me, the armory of God is guarding me,
But all you can see is holographic artistry,
The music is layered, not computer generated,
A human made it to satisfy unusual cravings,
The mystic in a room with crystal walls & floors,
Looking into a crystal quartz orb, reciting lyrical law,
That cause warm feeling sensations precipitating from the finger tips,
To the arms, to the lips, to the jaws,
To a gold tongue that spits to the tone of the drum,
With the oxygen that flows down the throat to the lungs,
Till every color of my Chakra glows brighter than the Sun,
YOU and I become WE, WE become ONE!
And the Clarity of 'C' ingularity has begun,
Between ZERO POINT ZERO & ZERO POINT ONE!
Combinatrix, anything of this persuasion is considered ageless,
BEYOND THE MATRIX!!
Beyond time displacement of space & spaceships in oasis,
Beyond the reach of human contemplation,
Through my music, magic, and inoculated interaction,
Rip The Jacker shows you the future in fragments,
Through MADNESS my view is expanded,
I'm known as the Ripper, my soul was delivered to a wizard
For spiritual slave labor in a prison,
But I studied the physics & understand it, so it's only a visit,
I look at myself in the mirror, I see a stereoisomer image,
I know it's cryptic, but you like what I'm spittin,
I ain't a rapper, I'm a Ripper Slasher, Supreme Dream Catcher,
Brother Frater who'd rather attend to other matters,
Like mastering words, spell cast a curse you haven't heard,
During the brides reception, the Tree of Life supplied me the weapons,
Inside the zodiac, divided in sections,
I categorized 5 elements inscribing the lettering,
Baphomet's unintelligible intelligence is benevolent!!
The initiate magician, not ready but willing,
To perform molecular fission with emotions & feelings,
He asked me for the wedding band, I gave him the bride's severed hand,
PUNISHMENT FOR TOUCHING ANOTHER MAN!!
I'm just a poor shoe cobbler from Guadalajara,
Who came in contact with scholars that studied Qabalah,
I do not wish to be a martyr & follow the footsteps of my father,
I want to live the live of a 'honest farmer',
We all became somber as I placed the animal on the altar,
Started the fire, rinsed my hands in some water,
Look into my eyes, I hypnotize my bride as I walk towards her,
The congregation wouldn't take they eyes off her!
I hear moans and weeping coupled with soft but labored breathing,
I pinch myself, AM I DREAMING?
Invisible people speaking, we've met, but I don't remember meeting,
I don't remember these traditional teachings!!
I know I'm reaching into unallowed boundaries, but the rhymes are increasing,
My mind is breaching, I find it pleasing!
With whatever hostess is closest, before the solstice approaches,
The fire burns, BUT IT BURNS SMOKELESS!!
Ogres on flying locusts screaming "BUENOS NOCHES!!"
The final battle with vrill, the war cry's build,
Run em over on the battlefield with chariot wheels,
My shield is composed of meteorite stone,
My sword is honed from a red dragon's rib bones,
Rippin' and spittin', basic complex combinatrix,
For the agents, tryna hack into my Matrix!
Long ago, the ghost of Plato befriended me,
With a amulet intended to anchor my memories,
The seekers of beautiful bars, recording the position of the stars,
Undermining these immutable laws,
Correlating, DNA crossed-fading, what's the point in waiting,
We're all aging, it's yours for the taking!
A black hole in the making, nothing but a wound gaping
So much knowledge in there i know its long but this is pretty important.......canibus isn't fucking around
I'll be posting more songs later (won't be this long lol)