[Intro:]
Yea, the life of the world
Let me share somethin' witchu

What does not die that'll eternally thrives the free minds
That's who you know you're alive


[Canibus:]
I was spiritual first
She cut my umbilical at the physical birth

And welcomed me to miserable Earth
Why does it hurt?
She layed me on my back under the dirt

Cover my girth with a dirty shirt
What could be worst?
She said - "God bless the dead but they got at easy"

The livin' get left behind but still can't live their life completely
Tough luck, right before I was about to give up
I passed out emotionally bankrupt

In the dead vegetation it was dark brown red like menstruation
I couldn't eat it despite the temptation
I was hungry and impatient

My hands were shakin', I stopped payment
They botched my face in operation
Nip and Tuck, livin' it up

DAMN! "Why you still spittin' 'Bus?"
"'Cause you don't listen to my lyrics enough"
At night from a satellite view the city's a heart

The red and white blood cells are the lights on cars
From that distance look down and observe my lyrics
The atmospheres of organism we apparently living

Since the beginning, The Law of Three, The Law of Seven
On question, the principle of scale or heaven
Law One thru Forty Eight

Law Forty Nine is the loophole I use to escape
Buy the album; get a $50 dollar rebate, before it's too late
2012 is the bill due date

Before that, it's 2008, I know you can't relate
Just by the confuse look on your face, you can't wait
It won't be much longer now

Solar activity is gettin' stronger now
Al Gore was the Person of the Year, maybe more
Maybe I should be for my 400 bar song

Now I'm against the wall drinkin' alcohol at Taj Mahal
Without balance I am bound to fall
To chemicals are color coded

I highly encourage you not to smoke it
It makes you more curious, don't it?
Mass the throttle; crash it into your arch-rival

Tryin' to out drive you, every mili second is vital
Repsol motorcycles, psycho, breathe nitro
Brain cells glow with a light dose

SO!, I could Tokyo Drift with no !@&@e to sniff
I shift from 6th to 5th, I broke the %#@!
The gearbox slipped, red Marlboro's for hot lips

Order drinks, fire water type, toxic %#@!
Now I got you in the kill box, !#$*!
On 6, 5, 4, 3, I got this, 2, 1, 0, the shot hit

The unsung hero on some Hip-Hop %#@!
And I dare you to tell me to not spit
I evolve from clay and statue, from statue to flesh

From flesh to dirt, from dirt to death
Beyond that whatever life is left we gotta live it 'til the end
Hip-Hop is eternal my friend, we are the life