Science - Cypher of Agartha lyrics

[Verse 3: Canibus] Darkness, put your lights out Couldn't fight your way out of a urostomy bag or can of piss man The strongest ones depart, the weakest ones fought til' they lost That's called Lyrical Law boss Debonair cavalier caravaneer with a calculated stare I stare because doubt is there I'm a poet not a puppet, you'd think the higher ups would learn from it They in love with something they can't stomach Something called nothing, what of it? I would like to change the subject 'cuz right now you're just talking rubbish Where them find ??? - underneath the brushes Underneath the tunnels that are hidden in the tundras Round Table knights with night vision Night Shyamalan on the mic spitting on my Shambhala visit Psychologically volatile, not really my style To joke around, not about me, not about my sound Appear in the clouds as eyes looking down You talk foul, I know what you are now Density light as a feather expand and contract Fall out flat, land like cats, lets rap Get back! Nice with his hands Nice with a newspaper rolled up tight, a**ault rifle or a knife 24 inch machete, 24 hours to live Come get me, my THUG Theory deadly Lyrical Law is tribunal communal court One juror with six faces, they all talk At the same time til' the people's minds are distraught Javelin swords you know what they for, split your jaw Everybody's surprised that you made it this far Tens of thousands of songs the catalog just goes on It's Lyrical Law, say no more! erse