Astaxanthian Man

[Chorus: Canibus]
Emotion manifests thought, thought manifests action
Kinetic action manifests the reality we crafted
True masters enjoy the fruits of their labor with laughter
But this can only take place after

[Verse 1: Born Sun]
Yo, it's the knock-kneed, Mach deep flows travel at Mach speed
My god squad, Bomb Squad, channeling Keith Shocklee
From the heart of New York, city blocks is like the arteries
On the side where God'll be when they decide to martyr me
See the necessity for the Christ and the Hitler
Brevity of the scriptures will register on the Richter
While most go way of the gun, way of the ego
Allowing words to penetrate both solely that's cerebral
I evolved to God, transcended the MC
I began to get free and turn my chi to channel me
And "Yay, tho I walk thru the valley where the shadows dwell"
I stand tall like pyramids where the pharaohs fell
My Akhi's the all-eye seeing
Anunnaki's that spot me doing shows for human beings
Impact of my raps put cracks in the Colosseum
My remains will headline a world tour at your museums

[Chorus: Canibus]
Emotion manifests thought, thought manifests action
Kinetic action manifests the reality we crafted
True masters enjoy the fruits of their labor with laughter
But this can only take place after
The work is done, work on all fronts
Mind, body, spirit, soul, son

[Verse 2: Born Sun]
Sundoolah, veteran Sharpshootah on the battlefield
I bet you half a million caliber ain't half as real
We black Mayans, we set it like Somalian pirates
Subterranean tyrants that slay giants
Squeezing the iron at your pastor 'cause he lying
He babble on, dronting like he down with Mt. Zion
Divine purpose, I see you scurry to your churches
To purchase the word of God but your currency is worthless
Your soul still searches, you praying to your false prophets
It's faulty logic and the cost is your lost profit
Knowledge is flawed like the Gnostics, I got this
Brandishing, understanding, unseen to the optics
I rest in fantasy 'til I reach my moment of clarity
Give birth to thoughts and man manifesting mad reality
A young Marcus Garvey with a gun on the Harley
The dark messenger resurrected as Sun Marley
They asking me, "Yo, Sun where you been at?"
In my jeans in Queens, nigga, I been at where my skin at
I'm on stealth for health and spiritual wealth
Confront the evil of my ego, slap boxing with my shadow self
Then pray solemnly that peace be upon me
Then calmly with Pastor zombies wearing Abercrombie
I bomb beats, gunning like a young Huey Newton
But human evolution starts within a revolution
Son of Harriet Tubman, a gap toothed Farrakhan
And on my dad's Quran, I never swear upon
Rappers is butt, that's why I run up on 'em like ‘what!’
I’m King Tut with gold teeth and a Queens strut
Born Sun the benevolent among malevolent souls
Of universal like aether the fifth element
I'm not running, nigga, I bust my gun in
Sharpshootahz, Sundoolah, the Master Builders coming

[Chorus: Canibus]
Emotion manifests thought, thought manifests action
Kinetic action manifests the reality we crafted
True masters enjoy the fruits of their labor with laughter
But this can only take place after
The work is done