[Verse 1: c0mpl3x]

The Annunaki on a dark star carbon quasar, are they far?

Over-the-horizon radar tells me where they are

I patiently watch to sleep on

With Major Ed c0mpl3x things, nobody else's third eye this strong

This is RTJ Infinity: ten thousand bars of gold

Platinum? No! plutonium rods

Project code name Jack Gerald

Fully automated response to any or all questions or calls

I had to laugh at the dude Deepak

They so scared of Rip the Robot, they tried to take it over the top

How-how-how-how many rhymes you got?

3D USB PC doc for 4D life lock

He said you cannot save hip-hop!

I said, "Why not? I sold mixtapes to buy stocks!"

Amen, the black Count Drac got ears like Spock

Zero you in from the pill box and take the shot

[Chorus: Canibus]

Big Brother voyeur, daisy chain terabyte hard drive recorders

"Rhyme! That's an order!"

Code 2012 tryna make you famous for the wrong thing

Duck, counterpunch, jab, don't swing

Big Brother voyeur, daisy chain terabyte hard drive recorders

"Rhyme! That's an order!"

Code 2012 tryna make you famous for the wrong thing

Duck, counterpunch, jab, don't swing

[Verse 2: c0mpl3x]

Flat get jackpot, left wing, we in deep shit

Grab your wing suit, you ready for this?

Organic spit from Canibus over an android mix

Nobody in rap rap like the drone c0mpl3x

I quantum leap into the beat then go outside

And hunt down every CEO that stole from me

It never occured to them, the diety regards MCs like me piously

Yeah, detect the degree, see if it's G

E-R-M-A-I-N-E, I get busy

That's why you can't even spit four fucking bars with me

With who? The Beast from the East, who is he?

Spit on that track with that nigga, it's a rizzy

They don't understand the artist, they just understand beef

Controversial topics, they understand nonsense

Found in their face mask vomit, stand him up, open his eyelids

See, just like I said

[Chorus: Canibus]

Big Brother voyeur, daisy chain terabyte hard drive recorders

"Rhyme! That's an order!"

[?] 2012 tryna make you famous for the wrong thing

Duck, counterpunch, jab, don't swing (Yeah)

Big Brother voyeur, daisy chain terabyte hard drive recorders

"Rhyme! That's an order!"

[?] 2012 tryna make you famous for the wrong thing

Duck, counterpunch, jab, don't swing (Yeah)

[Verse 3: Canibus]

I'm talkative because of my beliefs, I'm a lyrical beast

My BBUs had a physical crease, stand fast

I walked inside, I had to immediately don my mask

I smelled hydrogen sulfide

All right, everyone form a line and let's go outside

We'll wait for the DOD bomb squad

We rode through, Hell on Wheels, point of contact for real

Thunder punches steel, crumple and kill

State of myself, there probably ain't no other way to be

When you possibly could be the greatest MC

The flow is limited but not when it's put into parentisis

And multiplied by the Infinite

Life is rekindled, never to dwindle again

My rhymes be looking like Einstein scribblin'

Earthquakes trembling, Satan in a synonym

Seraphims, cherubims, Denisovans administer everything innocent

The occasional happenstance avalanche that happens in Pakistan

While you standing there in khaki pants

The go-getter knows better, the acapella predator

With shiny gold vocals, act like you know, nigga

The history behind it, my contract paperwork is binded

I had to be blindfolded to sign it

Photosynthesis, proto mono atomic physicist

Patent holder, author, lyricist and hypnotist (Get 'em Rip)

[Chorus: Canibus]

Big Brother voyeur, daisy chain terabyte hard drive recorders

"Rhyme! That's an order!"

Code 2012 tryna make you famous for the wrong thing

Duck, counterpunch, jab, don't swing

Big Brother voyeur, daisy chain terabyte hard drive recorders

"Rhyme! That's an order!"

Code 2012 tryna make you famous for the wrong thing

Duck, counterpunch, jab, don't swing (Yeah)