Pa**ionate MC - Resurrectors Of The Golden Age lyrics

[Verse 1: Pa**ionate MC] This punishment is one of a kind, I'll throat slash you so fast That the blood splashed will change colors in front of your eyes So before the nerves at the top of your skin can acknowledge the slit And form a clot to stop what I did Your optics will watch every blue drop as the oxygen hits While your consciousness slips into the slot where only darkness exists Cause my fingers had interlocked in a fist and knocked on your chin With more shots than a doctors syringe concocted with bottles of gin Check the power within, In the end I'm so far ahead That I finished what I forgot to begin Not even scholars with their scholarships in to attend Harvard college Could possibly comprehend the above doctorates knowledge I give So what the f** you expect from an intellect Who's answer to every question is f**ing correct I'll have you repeating yourself with this verse of raw lyrics Till people on earth hear the words and believe that you're autistic [Verse 2: Canibus] I windsurf right at the beginning of the verse I hang glide, holding on strong until my balls hurt Whoever the Hip-Hop family appoints You want albums n***a? I got joints! My catalog's stronger than yours I'll slay you with lyrics, the people applaud but the vibe is gone They talk about large amounts With windshield shards in their mouth, its hard to pronounce This Garden of Eden is a garden of doubt And when I get back home I'mma kick you all out North Korean nuclear fall out, go all out Checkpoint all routes, There's a new sheriff in charge now Live-wire, how the bars sound? There's IED's all over this motherf**er, Wanna walk around? UCAV sentry gun cannons Cameras and scanners on above the sand and the Amazon [Pa**ionate MC] Just imagine a ma**ive display of rage worse than back in the days On the exact accurate date Before they were aged by twin calendric decades When wars waged between the nations of Iraq and Kuwait Attacking a page faster than the black that is sprayed For a map when it's made Across printer paper dispatched from a tray attached to a Mac in the face Of Bill Gates who gathers the ways Apple creates diagrammatic disgrace! [Canibus] You won't even know what hit ya Nobody will even know what you was thinking' So consistent, most gifted, flow different I'm outside your prison but you're trapped in my rhythm Line our vocals up with no beats behind it Compared to my vocals your vocals sound like garbage Follow me to a place only the mind can chase My first, middle, and last name are all 8's [Pa**ionate MC] The infinite greats living in an indefinite grace Where lyrics await to be configured in unlimited ways Limitless brains untamed when setting the stage Weapons in your face with no exit to escape! [Canibus] G-7 out the gate, the 5 senses are inebriated With the possibility of a 6th gate "I don't relate, that sh** sounds fake!" "Canibus, What you say?" I will say nothing on that day [Pa**ionate MC] Nah, there's no need to The silence will be enough inside hell to control evil Gung-Ho with the lethal sounds we blaze The Golden Era will never be downplayed cause [Canibus] I still sound the same, I turned down the rage I still got the Pa**ion when I touch that stage Still like Dr. Dre, him and the RZA Need to produce a track for the HRSMN today! [Pa**ionate MC] Cause the forces negate anything law enforcement creates Every law is a law that we break "Canibus, Ras Ka**, k**ah Priest, and Kurupt Throw ya fours up or get ya vocal chords cut" [Canibus] I missed the 50 bar target but not by much (Bus Bus) What the f** you expect? Bis can still bust! Never tap out, this is what rap is about Lyrics coming at you so fast you can't turn around So you just transform into sound Trees turn into ash when I burn it down with murderers around [Pa**ionate MC] Converting the sound with an insane inertia Strong enough to reverse the turbulence of planes up within the clouds [Canibus] The situation is permanent now, You don't have to be nervous now I know my purpose now! Put the microphone burner down, work it out Be profane if you must when you explain how you felt I'll keep the crown, you can have that belt Dethrone me? You might as well deep throat yourself!