Fraternity of the Impoverished (Extended Mix)

[Intro: Canibus]
Fraternity of the Impoverished
Knowledge this, knowledge this

[Verse 1: Canibus]
The vocalist beast, knowledge like the Pope in this piece
You think the ocean is deep? Fuck with me!
Unbelievable bars, unbeatable odds
Unspeakable horrors at a unperceivable cost
Your unagreeable response lacks thought and human heart
This is Lyrical Law, it's what I make the music for
My prayers are simple, my forehead is layerеd with wrinkles
Because of all thе hardships that I've been through
Symbolic Hip Hop prophet speak to your subconscious
Fringe politics got the public thinking the opposite
I'm a hypo-lyrical spontaneous alchemical
Elite neo-liberal child of the indigo
Drilling holes through the Faraday cages of your brains
Then I implant the arcane image of Saint Germaine
High lyrical exponent intelligence quotient
When I'm focused I can engage multiple opponents
But I won't if, I have no motive, "Soldier be careful, it's loaded!"
Verbose with emotions of psychosis
In case you didn't notice when I wrote it
I'm spitting lyrics fitting in tighter spaces than outer-space roaches
A real emcee don't have to do what he don't wanna do
And that includes freestylin' in front of you
It's not like something gone change
It's not like the whole world gone start praising my name- I stay in my lane
I'd rather die by living brave then live like a slave
I'd rather be broke then be fake and get paid
These layers of physicality challenge me
My soul is gold and it's the only thing that's able to balance me
My energy body has a alchemical copy that looks godly
Not fat, out of shape or sloppy
The iller the rhymes the more that I embody
Vilified when real recognize real - I gets mines
Stand with the underdog - don't be a coward
Stop dickriding people for their money and power!
Even the American flag says 'Made in China'
The national debt says the US is a vagina
Of a black widow spider spraying blood out like a geyser
Why do we lose everything we fight for?
Fathers, mothers, sons, daughters
In the land of the lawless, sacrificed before Horus
The Inca, the Aztecs, the Mayans, were masters
A new beginning is coming - the irony is classic
The potential of life versus the potential of death
Either way you go through mad mental stress
God forbid for you, for her, or him
We ignored the gems now we gotta do it all again
We failed Hip Hop's laws and brought down shame upon our cause
Now we will fall upon our swords
The Shaman pays homage to Solomon
He orders them to send the witchdoctor in, then asked me to rhyme again
Every now and then I get retarded and spit
I would like to apologize to every artist I dissed
Everybody assumes that I wanna rhyme when I don't
Sometimes I just wanna chill and watch you flow
Mysteries of the cathedral, the dark overlords are evil
Ripped out the vocal cords of the people
I walk up to your bed side in disguise with red eyes
And tell you to remember these rhymes
This is the season of Hip Hop, believe it or not
I lined it up with the planet's equinox

[Verse: Passionate MC]
I was summoned as the dominate Providence lyricist
Prominent lyrics get armored and honored
Fulfilling bitch targets with confidence
Killing civilian consciousness harder than British Parliament
Getting uplifting compliments from communistic congressman of other continents Lyricism? I fathered it, with being the illest as the accomplishment
I harnessed it and polished it before other artists did
As the honest prophet with an anomalous source of partnership
Saw the beat and I tortured it, I'm the synonym of unfortunate
I'll show you what the meaning of slaughter is
In ordinance of ruthless shit
I tore the hands of Lucifers to get my point across with his fingers towards a crucifix
This lucrative movement is passing, I'm the motherfucker Passion
Creating musical tone patterns from skeletal bone fragments
Surpassing the masses, turning ashes to flames then flames back into ashes
Im faster than dragsters, swifter than download speeds on Napster
Valedictorian of speed classes holding degree packets
Mastery above every master
Fuck the earth, I'm holding the universe like Atlas when I rap shit
My deoxyribonucleic acid is the reason I'm that sick
'Cause I'm rapping for more, cracking your jaw
Break your back into halves then to fractions of four
This is Spit Boss Holocaust, so you better acknowledge it
I heard the opportunity and followed it
'til there's nothing to bother with react like a Halogen
Made the microphone my bitch when I spit the trick swallows it
The obelisk of knowledge empowerment plowed to the ground like the towers did
I stole your pussy pride and deflowered it
'Cause I'm tired of the cowardness
And sick of bitch made slashed with your shoulder blade
Your souls trapped in your rib cage
If your willing to get slain?
Sacrifice your honor so I can really guarantee your departure
You were the martyr for me to slaughter from border to border
Couldn't focus on one kill, I got Attention Deficit Disorder
Dread Alert, Dread Alert, V for Vendetta at work
This is lyrical fitness for all of the earth
Whenever I fuck a verse it gets serious boy
I be ripping through more Trojans than Achilles in Troy

Motherfucker!