Melatonin Magik Intro

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Uh, yeah, Professor Griff
 Public Enemy number one
 Minister of Information
 This is Melatonin Magik
 Sumerian, Chinese, Egyptian, Latin
 Nobody can match Canibus when I'm rappin'
 (What happened?)
 Captain Cold Crush get it crackin'
 There's more than one person
 Right now that's not laughin'
 Splice microphones
 Wit' unknown chromosomes
 To discover the codes
 That controls the brain's frontal lobes
 The pineal gland glows
 (Go, go, go)
 Don't look back, I got ya back bro
 He's a high profile target
 Code name Sergeant Armpits
 He was Rakim Allah's first artist
 Lemme bus' em; naw, I'mma punish 'em, Ra
 I'mma show you
 How the mothafuckin' government lied
 Got nothin' to do with pride, you must realize
 Few of us will be alive by Solar Cycle 25
 I tried to look for solutions, there's not enough time
 They won't be satisfied till every one of us die
 Aight, calm the fuck down and listen to my rhymes
 The only way that you can free yourself is your mind
 First thing you gotta do is put the antagonism behind
 Then you gotta put ya life on the line
 The reward is great, the risk even greater
 Fellowship can only make a Braveheart braver
 Watch who you followin', watch who you praisin'
 'Yes we can' backwards is 'thank you satan'
 Yes, I'm Jamaican, yes, I'm a patriot
 No, I will not forsake you for a paycheck
 Yes, this is victory, yes, I can taste it
 No, I'm not a Mason, I'm followin' my trainin'
 They monitor my body functions from central London
 My heart rate is thumpin', I suffer from numbness
 A robot arm shoves the drugs in
 My scrubs are disgustin' and sullen, I smell like cub skin
 Funky, funky, funky odor, Bridgewater, South Dakota
 My spit fizz like soda, I'm in a coma
 In a pagoda, nurse make lovin'
 Says she wouldn't fuck me if I was her husband
 Don't trust the bitch
 I'm in a warehouse alone
 I hear doors open and close
 No phone, no intercom controls
 Wouldn't matter anyway
 I'm in a paranormal zone
 Goose bumps grow
 I could hear a few ghosts moan
 I'm a mastermind, tryin' to amplify
 The frequency of the rhyme
 So I can learn to fly
 So yeah, fuck a punchline
 I'm past that prime, that's not a crime
 So go find someone else to dick ride
 Focus on the truth, its long overdue
 It woulda never happened
 If I told you what I wanted to do
 The inconvenient truth is a convenient 2-0-1-2
 Solar cycle 24 commin' soon
 I promise you Canibus
 Achieved the impossible
 It's only logical its time for the truth
 Whether I'm gonna be around
 To witness it or not
 I spit this shit for hip-hop
 Twitter niggas type their hype they write
 Canibus smash the mic
 'Cause you cant blackball the light
 They know my hands always been tied
 You call that a fight?
 Give me the mic I call in an Airstrike
 Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide
 There's some things in this world
 That money can't buy
 Respect, honor, fuck it, it's all corrupted
 The media can not be trusted
 You shouldn't need a budget, to rep hip-hop
 You don't have to suck dick just to get your shot
 Just work with what you got
 Don't be a robot, be humans
 Influenced by hip-hop music
 It ain't nothin' like, it ain't nothin' like
 It ain't nothin' like hip hop music
 It ain't nothin' like, it ain't nothin' like
 It ain't nothin' like hip hop music
 50 plus bars is some new shit
 Its called Melatonin Magik and music
 50 plus bars is some new shit
 Its called Melatonin Magik and music
 No bullshit
 Take it back to 1997 exclusive clue shit
 The most intrusive MC in hip-hop music
 Lyrically you can't do shit

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Duration
02:13
Key
2
Tempo
70 BPM

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