Rip The Jacker
Текст песни Writing Excellence (KG)

[Intro: Charles Bukowski's "Writing"]
Often it is the only thing between you and impossibility.
No drink, no woman's love, no wealth can match it.
Nothing can save you except writing.
It keeps the walls from falling.
The hordes from closing in.
It blasts the darkness.
Writing is the ultimate psychiatrist.
The kindliest God of all the gods.
Writing stalks death.
It knows no quit.
And writing laughs at itself, at pain.
It is?the last expectation, the last explanation.
That's what it is.

[Canibus]
I'll read the sentence and will gather the evidence
My writing excellence will prove my intelligence
The rapid cross fire will makes emcees expire
The lines I inspire will prove you a lazy liar
When I write my last verse and when I finally retire
I'll explore the Universe on the Chariots of Fire
The crazy Claude Ashur will control your soul
The will of the Master will probably eat you whole
Your mind is weak and you look like a freak
I've reached my peak but you ignore what I speak
You can continue to sleep but your future is bleak
Your death will be fucking unique when you face my technique
I strode down the road searching for the secret code
The key maker I followed, gave me what I was owed
My secret book of rhymes provided your mind insight
The beaming bright sunlight will destroy the dark night
The sword of the black knight might sharply end your plight
But why give up on life when you can get up and fight?
Why did you turn left when I told you to turn right?
There not much time left, you gotta listen to what I Write

[Outro]