Lyrics of Cambatta

In perhaps one of the strangest instances of multiple synchronicity I’ve ever experienced, in less than a year’s time we had a spiritual experience that mirrored eachother’s and I discovered a lesser known rapper (< 10,000 monthly listeners on spotify) from a blog I follow that posts nearly every hip-hop album release in real time. The album, LSD from 2020, caught my attention as strangely the lyrics mirrored so much of the spiritual elements of the expanded conceptual framework that existence now seemed to fit within. Far too much to be written off as coincidence, we listened again and again.

How could this be real? A question I find myself asking more than ever before over the past few years. There was more, on further inspection we discovered this artist had spent most of his adult life living in not only the same city, but the same neighborhood where we ended up finally finding a decent place to rent. And further, that he and his partner were also fighting a similarly soul-crushing civil case against the state as we were. At the same time.

Needless to say, these songs hold a particularly special place in our hearts now as they so mirror our experience over the years since 2020.

I wanted to see how well chatGPT would fare at writing a python script to scrape genius for lyrics given the link to an album as input.

I supplied ChatGPT with the following prompt, which really was not worded all that well. I could tell I was tired and could probably do better.

create a python script using beautifulsoup that takes a url as an argument,
it will download the content at the url and find all the links contained
within divs with a class of 'chart_row' , it will store these links
in an array and then loop through that array maintaining a counter variable
named iCounter initialized at a value of 1 and loading each link.
it will then scrape the content of these pages for divs with a class
containing the substring 'LyricsHeader__TitleContainer' and find the deepest
child node contained within that div storing the innerhtml of that node in a
variable named sTitle. it will also find the div with a class containing the
substring 'Lyrics__Container' and pull the  innerhtml of that div, stripping
all html from the content and storing it in a variable  name sLyrics.
once that is done the script will output the following markdown


### [value of iCounter] ) [value of sTitle]

[value of sLyrics]

Then it will increment iCounter and repeat for the next url in the array

This is the result. Yes it worked, first run:

#!/bin/python

import requests
from bs4 import BeautifulSoup
import re

def get_page_content(url):
    response = requests.get(url)
    response.raise_for_status()
    return response.content

def extract_links(url):
    content = get_page_content(url)
    soup = BeautifulSoup(content, 'html.parser')
    links = []
    for div in soup.find_all('div', class_='chart_row'):
        for a in div.find_all('a', href=True):
            links.append(a['href'])
    return links

def extract_title_and_lyrics(url):
    content = get_page_content(url)
    soup = BeautifulSoup(content, 'html.parser')

    # Extracting the title
    title_div = soup.find('div', class_=re.compile('LyricsHeader__TitleContainer'))
    sTitle = ""
    if title_div:
        deepest_node = title_div
        while len(deepest_node.find_all()) > 0:
            deepest_node = deepest_node.find_all()[0]
        sTitle = deepest_node.get_text(strip=True)

    # Extracting the lyrics
    lyrics_div = soup.find('div', class_=re.compile('Lyrics__Container'))
    sLyrics = ""
    if lyrics_div:
        sLyrics = lyrics_div.get_text(separator='\n', strip=False)

    return sTitle, sLyrics

def main(url):
    links = extract_links(url)
    iCounter = 1
    for link in links:
        sTitle, sLyrics = extract_title_and_lyrics(link)
        print(f"### {iCounter}) {sTitle}\n")
        print(f"{sLyrics}\n")
        iCounter += 1

if __name__ == "__main__":
    import sys
    if len(sys.argv) != 2:
        print("Usage: python script.py <url>")
        sys.exit(1)

    url = sys.argv[1]
    main(url)

LSD: Lunar Solar Duality

1. Bloodmoon

[Cambatta]

For the past couple years I’ve seen tragedy at max
It’s getting dark I hope my shadow can adapt
Family home went from a palace to a shack
Dilapidated castle to a trap
Daddy never had me on his lap
So when a male authority figure at me I’m casually reacting with attack
I’ve always been this talented at rap
Only recently are niggas on me like I got a saddle on my back
Eve got her mouth on me like an apple in my sac
Fully automatic chopping how I’m hacking with the MAC
Mister robot with data I extract, trafficking the packs
On the block chain ain’t no tracking me on that
Travel back to Africa and back
With the artifacts, blueprints, papyrus and maps
I’m like Indiana Jones but if Harrison was Black
I’m just trying to keep my heritage intact
Electron, Effects on
Gen-etics long, 10x strong
Rocks wilder than Red Meth song, vest Teflon
Red Fez, sekmet spawn, techs get drawn
Slaughter pigs on this redneck farm
Wake them up with a Fed Ex bomb
Separate head, neck, arm, chest, legs gone
Body parts everywhere like on Sex Ed walls, medics called
World looking like the next red dawn
Smoke gas to the face like my head chevron it’s Cameron
Aleon, I’m beyond luck
Me on beyond Elon Musk
Me on beyond aeon flux
Breed all seed all queens I fucks
Evolving all thing I touch
Me on see-saw fling y’all up. up
See Mars, see stars, see stardust
See me in everybody, Murphy on Klump, yup
One Pac, Tupac, three Pac, none-chuck
Bruce Lee, Ali I punch, duck
Short arms can’t box with God
My arms long enough to beat god up if he got shrunk
LSDMT I puff out cloud that I be on
And pee on Trump
I’m the bully in the back of the retard bus
In front of a starving man I eat my lunch
Munch grey poupon, dijon brunch
So many slaves I don’t need my thumbs
Press tab on tongue like a Reebok pump, jump
Jew man, jumanji on mush
John D. on dust, all this money I touch
It should read in me I trust
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Mother moon
Coat my throat with spirits that can only be found at the palms of dead legends

That now live in the cosmos
For far too long we have buried our rites in this western plight to fly amongst stars

And stand besides czars
At costs too high to land softly;

We have forgotten we are luminous, rousing lunar gods under one God
We must go back, we must go back to get tomorrow right
Young man

Light a match

Start a fire and burn;
You are the sun my moonpie will soothe

Abandon all biased system functions
And welcome to the introduction
An LSD induction
We are now at Cameron junction
This art serves as a spiritual function
Sun, son, son…

2. Bones of Osiris Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cambatta]
Solar-powered airplane
Following the daylight
Never have to say night
Never have to see dark
Hoping I can stay bright
Never ending theme park
Noah got the winged ark
Floating like a free hawk
Motion to the epoch
Quoting out the Enoch
Social with the griots
Yoga at the tea shop
Older than the Pequots
Soldier was the Ewoks
Vulcan at your weak spot
Open up the key locks
Kobe with the 3 shot
Postering a Divac
Holster when I need Glock
Bolting when I see cops
If I’m the animal who standing over me in green socks
Hopefully I meet Pac
Free not, everybody gotta pay to live
Laws were created by some racist pigs
You could never own a planet but he made it his
Then he stripped the languages from my Native lips
But I guess it’s just the way it is
If you make a man hungry he take greater risks
I would break into your crib just to raid your fridge
If I bear hug a bear I could break his ribs
I could never be a slave to this
Even though we on the plantation where satan lives
He don’t even got no clothes in his closet
Just fabric, a sewing machine and a little Asian kid
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[Chorus: Cambatta]
Bitch I’m bad to the bone
Bad to the motherfucking bone
Bitch I’m bad to the motherfucking bone
Bitch I’m bad to the bone
Never had a dad in my home
I got everything I have on my own
‘Cause I’m Black and I’m grown
And I’m bad to the bone
And I’m bad to the motherfucking bone
Bitch I’m bad to the bone
Never had a dad in my home
I got everything I have on my own

[Verse 2: Cambatta]
Shepherd of the lambs and they all Gini
Attached to the bottle like a lost genie
Fly like a seagull in a beanie
I can feel it in the air like a Lear’ as I soared freely
Can the Lord see me
If my eyes are windshields to my soul my song is long squeegee
Beyond 3D, psychic went blind trying to palm read me
Jack you in public you all Peewee
I’m a addict but I’m functional
A habit’s only bad if you ain’t punctual
Only in the midst of chaos am I comfortable
Religion works ‘cause human beings are gullible
Talking business, have a brunch with you
Talking metaphysics, smoke a blunt with you
Talking to some women, I’ma fuck a few
But if you talk about my mama then I’m snuffing you
I hear the beat and I just mumble through
I’m mumbling now I’m just eloquent as Huxtables
If you’re not as smart as me I’m dumb to you
My favorite color’s the number W
I’ll never call another man a boss
Rocks are only hard ‘cause your hands are soft
Never had a father or a Santa Claus
If I see a reindeer I’ll rip his antlers off
[Chorus: Cambatta]
Bitch I’m bad to the bone
Bad to the motherfucking bone
Bitch I’m bad to the motherfucking bone
Bitch I’m bad to the bone
Never had a dad in my home
I got everything I have on my own
‘Cause I’m Black and I’m grown
And I’m bad to the bone
And I’m bad to the motherfucking bone
Bitch I’m bad to the bone
Never had a dad in my home
I got everything I have on my own

3) 33

[Kenny Buttons]
Lay your head, no worries
Time will come
Life is a gamble, playing what it dealt though
I been down plenty but I’m up and stay ready ain’t much I can’t handle
Devil on my ass he keep trying to suck me up, take my life
God done pulled me from the depths of this hell too many times

[Cambatta]
Around the age of 5 was the very last time
I looked my father in the eyes before the nigga bounced
I was bout 6 when I seen my momma get her wig split
By some nigga she let in the house
I was 7 when I learned my first lesson bout sexing
From the magazine collection underneath the couch
I was 8 when I learned about base
It was Christmas I was looking for my presents and I found an ounce
I was 9 when I shot my first 9 in the backyard with my uncle John
Them was good times
I was 10 when I lost my best friend to a stray bullet
That I heard was fired out that same 9
11 when I learned about heaven from the reverend
When he told me that was where my homie probably was
I was 12 when I learned about hell
Momma wasn’t doing well, whole fam on a lot of drugs
13 I was smoking so much weed, I was basically a fiend
I was high as fuck everyday
14 I was on the sports team
But I quit it cuz I knew I wasn’t going to the NBA
15 got pussy for the first time
And getting more pussy’s only thing up on a nigga mind
16 started writing 16’s niggas said I spit mean
Bitches love it when a nigga rhyme
17 I ain’t graduate but a nigga needed money
I was on the corner trying to slang trees
18 graduated to the base fiends
Now I’m on to big money and great things
New whip on 18’s, new chick, my chain swing
Caught up in the gang thing, trying to make my name ring
Even put a mask on, I let that AK ring
By the age of 19 I’m in sitting in that state bing
Sing
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Lay your head, no worries
Time will come
Those who’ve sinned against you
Soon will fall

[Cambatta]
I ain’t get released til I was 21
Turned me to a monster I am no longer my mother’s son
By the age of 22 I had my first child I ain’t raising
Now my mother got another son
I was 23 when my uncle called me
And told me that my father died, but I ain’t cry
24 I was sniffing so much caine, I was smoking so much dust
All I thought about was homicide
25 I was sitting in the ER
I caught a shot from the kid that I robbed when I was 18
26 got addicted to the pills that the doctor gave me
I was struggling to stay clean
27 learned my lesson, I was back inside corrections
But I think it was a blessing in disguise though
Turned Christian for a second, then Islamic, met the brethren
But I had a lot of questions on my mind though
That religion couldn’t answer started reading every book that I could find
I’m getting smarter as my time goes
I was getting so much wiser, I could feel my soul is rising
I can finally look myself in the eyes though
Finally got paroled at 31
Trying to make connections with my son but he don’t know me
He remind me of the old me when my father left me lonely
So I started as his homie
Schooled him to the lessons life showed me hoping later he’ll console me
When he see me as a man and not a phoney
32 I turned a new leaf
My new queen pregnant she 32 weeks
My son is living with me and his mother we speak
I helped her get off drugs, clean 32 weeks
Started up a program for the brothers in the streets
It’s an outreach, free them with the knowledge we teach
Turning water into Henny
Everybody at the table getting bread and we eat
When they see you as a king
Just be aware of all the envy and the jealousy it brings
Especially your team, it’s usually the one that comes in second
That develops a deceptive way of being
Left hand man he set me up
Went and talked to the forces and wet me up
Finally they murdered me at 33
Nigga Christ you heard of me

4) NXggXr chrXst Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cambatta]
I’m back from the death, I don’t have to repent, I don’t ask for the breath
Life is of gradual steps and I feel like the last one is next
But they knock me down, a nigga just a king without a crown
I’m so hungry I don’t need to speak I let my stomach growl, you just wonder how
Melanin lord, the sun is my energy source, the one that the devil informs
My head full of thorns, I’m stuck in this twenty first century war
Lucidly thinking, lucy the juice that I’m drinking, hallucinate truth and its meaning
I view what computers are dreaming, unusual humanoid heathen
Delusional even, at funerals chiefin’ I laugh in a room full of grievance
My hugest achievement is proving that music is fluent as breathing

[Chorus: Cambatta]
I give them life
I give them life
From the dark, I give them light
Nigga Christ x2

[Verse 2: Cambatta]
My body is cybernetic, oxygen is a psychedelic
Make it move kind of like kinetics, make the coke hard like I’m it’s fetish
Now my wifey jealous
Ghetto sophistication in my mental configuration
Pissing yellow precipitation on your head while I’m in a spaceship
‘Til I’m feeling weightless
Higher learning got me sipping Remy, shooting banks up ‘cause a rapper poor
I’ll be at your door with a MAC or more like the cracker rapper or the Apple store
You would think I’m Cinderella’s prince
‘cause I’m going door to door with the pump
If the shoe fits let it ring, street sweeper like a broom so you better jump
Jump off with the tramp on lean, plus two, that’s a triple tuck
Grip a pump, it’s a UFO with a laser beam that’ll lift him up, up, up
Alienate you, you gonna think that an alien ate you
Eat you so fast that I barely can taste you
I can see you scared, the fear in your facial
Thank you
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[Chorus: Cambatta]
I give them life
I give them life
From the dark, I give them light
Nigga Christ x2

[Verse 3: Cambatta]
I turn vices to virtues, call it eyelid reversal, I wake up your light and resurge you
I restore the sight in your third view my science is verbal
From deep in the silence I birth you, circle divided by circle
Inside of a cypher of circles like vesica piscis I merge you, the cycles converge you
When God used his joystick to guide me
He played so hard that he numbed his thumbs
I’ma hit a lick like I punched a tongue, I’m as sharp as the knife Jay stuck in Un
Crew iller I’m the hundred one, I got hungry lungs
Me versus the whole world’s population still feels like a one on one
You see impossible, I see I’m possible, momma look at what I can do
Body the obstacles, Batta Muhammad the Honorable
Khalid Muhammad on Donahue

[Chorus: Cambatta]
I give them life
I give them life
From the dark, I give them light
Nigga Christ x2

5)Sun of Whorus

Hood nigga, crack baby, ghetto lord
Magneto, I can show you what the metal’s for
General, got recruited for the devil’s war
Cross niggas, slam on them, then I score
Hell welcomed me, heard that heaven got a metal door
Never sleep, cuz when I dream I see death galore
Goat god, it’s not an acronym or metaphor
Ram god, how a human got a head of horns
Metal rain, you should probably check the weather more
Hot lead will poor
Check his pulse, yeah that nigga’s dead for sure
Bet he get resurrected in the belly of pregnant whore


Smell fear, and it stinks in here
Smells like hot pork when police are scared, yeah
Every time I kill a bear I’ma eat the bear, yeah
Smell fear, nose pick I’ma feast in here
Fe fi fo fum, the beast appear, yeah
See blind, no sun for at least a year, what
Fe fi fo fum and the beast appear, yeah
See blind, no sun for at least a year, what

Hood nigga, crack baby, ghetto lord
Good kids turn bad when they get ignored
Dear dad, you created me but I was never yours
I’m a king, put a sword in a stone I’ma get the sword
Got the keys, olly olly oxen free
The cops on me, squally watching on the block for me
I got the trees, molly, oxy and I got the E
Them thots on me, mami wanna give the twat to me
Probably walking with a Glock on me***
Snapshot, got a cannon on me like photography
Zoom in but you can’t catch me, right handed but I play lefty
Wayne Gretsky, give me 8 Espy’s, snort coke cuz I hate Pepsi
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Smell fear, and it stinks in here
Smells like hot pork when police are scared, yeah
Every time I kill a bear I’ma eat the bear, yeah
Smell fear, nose pick I’ma feast in here
Fe fi fo fum, the beast appear, yeah
See blind, no sun for at least a year, what
Fe fi fo fum and the beast appear, yeah
See blind, no sun for at least a year, what

6) Fall of Feinix Lyrics

No sleep, no dreams
From a coke fiend to dope fiend
From crack baby to crack fiend to blow speed
Nose bleed, can’t wear the shirt if there’s no sleeves
If I overdose and I die I don’t gotta go clean
Numb it so I don’t gotta feel it again by no means
The lens on my black spectacles
It’s nebulous, resembling stems with the crack residue
Specimen, testing the lab chemicals
Past schedule, down to my last fentanyl
Free city SNAP medical, that destitute
Physician written scripts chicken scratch legible
Get a pack sell a few, do them all buy them back
Family thinks I’m on crack, why is that?
It’s cuz I go to drugs when this life attacks
As it’s getting harder, me getting high is how I react
Sleepwalk through this prolonged suicidal nap
Anywhere I lay is potentially where I’m dying at
Relapse every time I hear a striking match
Cuz I never know where my lighter’s at
Sleeping with the roaches and the giant rats
Addict since my grammy gave me grape flavored Dimetapp, I was smacked
Keep slipping, keep sliding back
I need a map just to find a map
Walking validation of all the stereotypes of blacks
I’m a nigga and I’m fine with that
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The crack baby is grown now
Still a lone child, suffocating in a smoke cloud
Put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
Put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
I got addiction in my blood and it shows now
Heart is weak, deviated septum in my nose now
Put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
Put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
They say that everything that comes around goes ‘round
All them dealers selling to my momma on the dope now
Put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
Put the coke down, whole town on the dope now



My spirit animal is a cold turkey
Body made of water but it’s so murky
Dirty, name Flint when this hoe slurps me
She don’t like me she just coke thirsty
Trying to get that brain freeze like a cold slurpy
Shirley, she look 50 in her low 30’s
In high school she was so curvy
Used to curve me, karma has no mercy
My drug abuse history is so deep
In order for a copper to frisk me he gotta soul search me
See police and turn white like Jerome Kersey’s home jersey
Mumbling in court like a stoned Furby
I’m trying to walk but it’s so blurry
Don’t worry I’m in no hurry
My emotional aptitude is rather shrewd
My inclination for discernment is null and void
Hugging me is redundant as punching rubber boy
Once upon a time I was mother’s joy, now I’m just a droid
Numb to love, I’ve become annoyed by everybody’s voice
Any sympathetic expression is but a muffled noise
So lethargic everything I do is hypothetic
High and pathetic, diet is diabetic
Stress levels defy the methods of Dianetics
Lord Xenu couldn’t clear me with a science lesson
I’m not excited by the liar trying to find the heaven
I’m just trying to find the exit, quite pretentious
Lost child to whom life rejected
Stuck stifled through this time regression, everything’s a suicidal weapon
I got anxiety and hyper tension
Hoping that the doctor can give me xannies for my depression
I think I need some oxys cuz my spine is tensing
Plus I’m out of methadone, they got me fighting medics
Twin nostrils hit blow like it’s 9/11
I’m a nigga and I’d like to mention
If I overdose and I die I don’t gotta go clean
Numb it so I don’t gotta feel it again by no means

The crack baby is grown now
Still a lone child, suffocating in a smoke cloud
Put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
Put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
I got addiction in my blood and it shows now
Heart is weak, deviated septum in my nose now
Put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
Put the coke down, whole town on the dope now
They say that everything that comes around goes ‘round
All them dealers selling to my momma on the dope now

7) Scale of Anubis Lyrics

[Cambatta]
I just smoked all my money up and I’m still hurting
Up until the day my grammy died she was still working
I can count on my hands how many times I’ve met a real person
Blew the engine out before I even got the wheels turning
Still yearning, my passion’s becoming a real burden
Still learning, though I know who death is, I be still flirting
Reveal curtain, think I test her just to feel certain
So when It’s destined I don’t feel nervous
Guess the question’s what is real purpose?



If God made me in his image, then he must’ve been a nigga too
Broke and hungry with no dinner too, getting tempted by these women too
If God made me in his image, then he must’ve been a sinner too
Grew the apple that she bit into



[Natural Onyx]
First episode, I just want to talk about what’s on my mind
Before I explode, staring at these four walls got me so confined
And I’m uneased
Sipping on antifreeze, yeah
Everyone knows, I’m about one, two, three steps from the line
Out of control, I don’t really mean to be this damn unkind
But I’m uneased
Sipping on antifreeze, yeah
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[Cambatta]
I guess I wish I knew how gravity felt
Cuz either my head in the clouds or I’m getting mad at myself
God listened but my pride wouldn’t let me ask him for help
It’s like my spirit got a chastity belt, I put my broken heart back on the shelf

God is not to blame
You are not to blame, daddy’s not to blame
Mommy’s not to blame
Devil’s not to blame, karma’s not to blame
Batta’s not to blame
They try to tell me that we are all the same
But the thing that makes you you and me me are not the same



If God made me in his image, then he must’ve been a nigga too
Broke and hungry with no dinner too, getting tempted by these women too
If God made me in his image, then he must’ve been a sinner too
Grew the apple that she bit into



[Natural Onyx]
First episode, I just want to talk about what’s on my mind
Before I explode, staring at these four walls got me so confined
And I’m uneased
Sipping on antifreeze, yeah
Everyone knows, I’m about one, two, three steps from the line
Out of control, I don’t really mean to be this damn unkind
But I’m uneased
Sipping on antifreeze, yeah

8) NuMirrorcal Lyrics

Would you die for something that you’d rather be alive for?
Is it something true enough to lie for?
Father I’m the you that you deny yours
Why was I born?
I survive for shit that you would do a suicide for
Got a momma I would do a homicide for
All this crying got a nigga eyes sore, tell me why Lord?
All this praying but you don’t reply Lord
Can you send me down a sign Lord
Got a nigga kneeling down on my floor
Sun rose got the spike thorns like what Christ wore
Floating like a ribbon in a sky war, this is my story
Like a life force you would die for, for divine glory
Can you help me God cuz I’m falling
Can you hear me God cuz I’m calling
This is my story

Got some shit I need to say
Lord I hope you hear me when I pray
It ain’t good around my way
Lord I need a miracle today

Today

Got some shit I need to say
(I need a miracle, I need a miracle)
Lord I hope you hear me when I pray
(I need a miracle, I need a miracle)
It ain’t good around my way
(I need a miracle, I need a miracle)
Lord I need a miracle today
(I need a miracle, I need a miracle)
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Today

Need a little help, I can’t do it by myself
All I got is me, I don’t got nobody else
Traded in my time, family and health
Have you ever felt like you hot enough to freeze
But you cold enough to melt
Feeling like a waste, should be hanging from a belt
Got a soul and it’s for sale
Is it only for the wealth?
Am I talking to myself?
On a knee I never knelt
Got me pleading for your help, gotta play the way it’s dealt

Got some shit I need to say
Lord I hope you hear me when I pray
It ain’t good around my way
Lord I need a miracle today
Today
Got some shit I need to say
(I need a miracle, I need a miracle)
Lord I hope you hear me when I pray
(I need a miracle, I need a miracle)
It ain’t good around my way
(I need a miracle, I need a miracle)
Lord I need a miracle today
(I need a miracle, I need a miracle)
Today
I’ve been fighting for my life, I’ve been fighting for the right to see the light

9) 24ours (Day & Night) Lyrics

[Intro: Cambatta]
All I got is 24 hours
(Wait, wait, wait, wait)
(All a nigga’ got)
Look
(That’s all a nigga’ got, all a nigga’ got)

[Verse 1: Cambatta]
All I got is 24 hours (yeah)
Live and die in 24 hours (lord)
What is really age but the same day
Looping in a phase of just 24 hours? (what)
If your neighbor does more with the same 24
Got to ask yourself: what is your power? (God)
Are you living for the struggle or honor? (yeah)
Shit’ll make a nigga summon forefathers (Yah)
I’m just thankful that my mother brought Batta
Should’ve brung a double dozen more flowers
Uppers or downers, blunt of pure sour
Smoking through my last 24 hours
Same sun and moon tug of war drama
Feel the tears, look above and saw showers
I just wish I had a hundred more hours
God’s generous, but 24’s modest
What we got a budget for
Can I borrow some of yours?
Spend it quick as 24 dollars
Gone faster than my mother’s warm chowder
I can feel the tender loving pure power
His 24, her 24, their 24 - which 24’s ours?
Would you trade your money for hours?
Or trade your hours for a couple more commas?
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[Chorus: Cambatta]
First you see the dark and then you see the light
Then you see the day and then you see the night
I’m just narrating what I see inside
Thanking my creator I can read and write
Stumbled on my path I think I need a ride
Struggling and sadness bring my evil side
Swallowing my ego and I eat my pride
Fighting till the end until I see the prize

[Verse 2: Cambatta]
All I got is day and night…
…Right?
Night is dark, day is light
I say good morning, then I say goodnight
Day and night
My only options in the game of life
Play the dice
You’ll lose them both if you don’t pay the price
Night is black, and day is white
Kind of racial, right?
Sundial is made of ice like a glacier might
Calibrated the way I like
Count to 24 hour hand
Rotate it twice
Day’ll change to night
Mother Nature, and Father Time
Had a baby and they named it Christ
They’ only son, I hope they raise him right
Daughter, too - her name is Luna but they ain’t alike
When son is down, you see her rising to her greatest height
Feel like E.T. on his flying levitating bike
You’ll see my shadow on the moon ‘cause I was taking flight
Living like I’m made to shine (yeah)
[Chorus: Cambatta]
First you see the dark and then you see the light
Then you see the day and then you see the night
I’m just narrating what I see inside
Thanking my creator I can read and write
Stumbled on my path I think I need a ride
Struggling and sadness bring my evil side
Swallowing my ego and I eat my pride
Fighting till the end until I see the prize

[Verse 3: Red Pillar]
I’ll be mad if you ain’t at my wake
In a Wraith blasting Faith and some Pastor Mase
Throwing bricks wrapped in mask and tape
Take me from the 5th down to Astor Place
Let me see the grin on the bastard’s face
I’m coming from the kin of the master race
Next to Nipsey in the master’s race
I know the code, so I cracked the safe
Bury me with Sebi in his casket late
And we’ owners so our master’s safe
Bury me in polo with a gat on waist
Victory is sweet I need the aftertaste

[Chorus: Cambatta]
First you see the dark and then you see the light
Then you see the day and then you see the night
I’m just narrating what I see inside
Thanking my creator I can read and write
Stumbled on my path I think I need a ride
Struggling and sadness bring my evil side
Swallowing my ego and I eat my pride
Fighting till the end until I see the prize

10) NXggXria tXsla

[Cambatta]
Black Tesla, first name Niggerla
Wizardous, gifted magician you get to live amongst
They say indigenous knowledge is from the visitors***
When really we just tapping in algorithms from within us
Hidden from getting clutched by the wicked ones
I’m the only physician it’s not forbidden from
Paulo Coelho’s literature’s living syllabus
It’s synchronous, I sit on the treasure before I dig it up
Writing til my back hunched over like Spina Bifida
Calligrapher, when writing Leviticus I was in a rush
Feel epiphanies tickling in my viscera
Mythical cinema with nonfiction insignia
I’ll invent an artificial brain
So close to mine it’s arguably the same
I’ll invent a sound modulator that can stop it when it rains
And a magnet that can shift how astronomy’s arranged
The other day while getting high on the couch
I invented a water filter that takes hydrogen out
The CIA surrounded every side of my house
They heard I got the hidden secrets to what life is about
I’ma gather all the brightest mechanical engineers
And convince them to build me a super telescope
With this telescope I can debunk
Every astronomical ideology ever spoke
Nasa wanna peak, I’ma tell them nope
Space X wanna look, I’ma send them quotes
Free viewing for the woke and ascended folks
Rewrite every science book ever wrote
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Greatest of the non-living living inventors
Thomas Edison was just a wicked embezzler
And Benjamin Franklin’s a sick kiddie molester
They call me Niggerla Tesla
Never am I witnessed in a physical venture
Only as a hologram in digital lectures
But even when you hidden the reptilians catch ya

Pocket knife crafted with Damascus steel
Watch easily I skin a gator like an apple peel
My IQ would lead you to believe
That my daddy used to microdose acid in my happy meal
Light blunts with the fire that be blasting out the back of a Batmobile
I actually have for real
I’m currently blueprinting a watch
That does more than just ticking and tocks
It creates a forcefield that’s resistant to the pistol and Glocks
You can safely talk shit to the cops, I giggle at shots
I’ll invent a form of corn on the cob
So you’ll never need more than you got
Swallow kernels whole, shit them out, stick them right back on the cob
Rinse it off, having one is an unlimited crop
You better give me my props
I might be the most innovative nigga we got
I can hand carve a whistle from rock
That can make a sound in a pitch that can lift up a yacht
The fabric in my new cloth can wipe the soles of your shoes off
And make them smooth enough that anyone can moonwalk
Just had a new thought, never seen a pig fly
I should put cybertronic wings on a huge hog
Tell your wife I got a tampon that vibrates
I’ll make a bottle of wine from one dry grape
My iPhone battery lasts nine days
I see music in tetrahedrons and sine waves
I use words as joysticks for mind games
My spirit is so much older than my brain
Best invention since record players
It’s called a quantum synthetic voice replicator
Speech emulator, this ain’t even me speaking
But I’m synthesized so well that I was never greater
I coded it as a seventh grader
The prototype was designed with the same tech as Vader’s
Creativity is second nature
I used to blow up shit in my yard and upset the neighbors
Experiments in the basement and held the deadly vapors
Solar’s easy, made a lunar electric generator
Mom asked God for a prophet when she said her prayers
She was pregnant seven seconds later
She named me Niggerla Tesla
My theorems give the sharpest mathematicians dementia
I see reality before the image can render
Squinting my retina, vision bigger than Kepler’s

They call me Niggerla Tesla
The biggest ideas need an even bigger investor
My current fee is set at a billion dollars an hour for encrypted voice chat
Each additional minute is extra

The name’s Niggerla Tesla
My newest device drops next middle December
Presenting you a pain-free midget extender
Make a fat dwarf tall, skinny and slender

When I’m whipping a Tesla
Multiple rhymes, I’m a twelve syllable stretcher
Ghost in my mind like a self inner Alexa
Woke up inside cyber realms mythical sectors

Not your typical Tesla
Put a rocket engine on a miniature Vespa
Digit collector, rare critter protector
The beetle key is the levitation gift of the Khepera

[Songbird]
(Reality is)
The earth is yours so don’t let your inner power unfold
(Reality is)
The only real access we have is our own minds
(Reality is)
It’s more than energy
(Reality inside)
Inside this physicality
(Reality is)
Now that you’re waking up we’re here to let you know it’s your time
(Reality is)
We made everything
(Reality inside)
All around us

11) Grand Number TheoRam (GNT 1:1)

Most loners are alone I feel all one
Not half of one, the whole where the half is from
A hole is but a circle which is actually none
I’ll go back to one before two
4, 2 forty two, fortitude, add them then it’s 6
6 atoms, 4 and 2 is 8
Infinity when vertical, Zer O with a twist
Like a torus or a Möbius strip
It’s the holy of the of the holier glyphs
Number 9 is a 1 with his nose on his dick
Number 2 is synonymous with more than just shit

Do-du-ality when the polar is split
Cross sun’s your solar eclipse
Devil ate teens that know the 3 six
Deep thesis
The Zero is a egg
With the capacity of hatching to any fraction imagined In your brain

I’m doing numbers
I’m doing numbers
I’m doing number
My mathematics are forcing you to wonder

Number 1 is depicted with a straight line
The quickest way to travel within space time
Number 2 is a 1 on his knee praying
To itself 1’s a capital I
Number 3 is like an open set of hand cuffs
Trial tried him 8 when clamped up
Upper case Q is a zero when it’s pissing
Lower case q is a 9 when it stands up
Letters are just numbers, and words are like algebra formulas
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That your brain processes to makes colors
Atoms are just pixels

And DNA’s coding that’s activated by light and then crystallizes within you

64 codons
6 plus 4 like the bits in my ‘tendo I play Mario on
10 said 1 marry O
New miracles, 11’s 1 in the mirror though
Merry go round like the sun do
Time starts with a 1, ends with a 1 too
Or 12 slowed down
Toooo wealth’s what I run to
Fore word, like the word fore, the hole in 1…2
Like 3 4’s, number of disciples of the king lord
Figures that I bring forth
5 like the points in the pentagram
You flip it the image is goat-headed man
Baphomet supreme 5 power yes
The balance between Ra and Set
Ra set, reset god in flesh
5 letters when allah is text
5 fingers 5 toes and they all in set
Like 2 arms 2 legs head star when they all are stretched
I guess you can say I’m obsessed
Counting down to my conscious death, bless

I’m doing numbers
I’m doing numbers
I’m doing number
My mathematics are forcing you to wonder



When I think about what numbers are
My brain gets numb bizarre
One solo SOL, Latin for sun and star
The sum of your birth numbers is what you are
My social security is a vin number
My body is a running car…bon based organism
My dimension is the 4th edition
At 4:44 I be portal shifting
I measure time with the silence before the ticking
I’m the first before the second before the minute
You don’t get it when I fidget with these digits
I’m too cold with numb burrs, frigid
Numb birth labor with the painkillers
I’m a priest scripting, listen
Six is Sex
Six is legs which insects steps
Sick like incest sin
Inception of the sixth sense in since six sensations
Scarred like a sensei shin
3rd rock finished only six days in
Rested on the 7th like a sick day in
In Days Inn room I predict they sin
A little acid out the big basin
I took the trip that shift majins
You see Z, I see 2 7’s
A triangle’s a 7 in reflection
According to my middle school calculator
Seven million, seven hundred thirty four thousand
Two hundred and six people will go to hell
Whoever coded this reality wrote it well
1 is a phallus, 0 is a yoni
They made 8 kids and the family is growing


I’m doing numbers
I’m doing numbers
I’m doing number
My mathematics are forcing you to wonder

12) Mic El JahXsun Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cambatta]
My name is Michael Jackson, perfect mix of white and black skin
Nose carved by the finest craftsmen
Moonwalk across ice in Aspen, modern Christ of Nazareth
Beyond anything the mind imagined
I look like Michael Jackson, golden shoulder pads on shiny jackets
Diamond Breitling blinding when the lights are flashing
Wild fashion matching, back when ‘Member the Time was platinum
Like Aladdin when his wife is Jasmine
She look like Michael Jackson
Are these bones in my face or some type of plastic?
I named my son Blanket, cuz when he was born
That’s what he was tightly wrapped in
Stories never ending I feel like Sebastian
But more like Michael Jackson
Man’s body that a child’s trapped in, instead of playing it’s most likely practice
Joseph hit me with a violent thrashing, work us like we addicts
Spirit stifled stagnant, daddy I ain’t faggot
I give a kid a hug, people think I’m trying to grab him
Call it pedophile’s actions, but I’m just Michael Jackson

[Verse 2: Cambatta]
Asexual, inside retracted
Suppressed libido shifts the high mind synaptics
Space time collapses spinning like a cyclone
Twisting like a spiral traveling, til I’m not spinning
Like a dreidel to a righteous Catholic
Jehovah’s witness on the night of Sabbath, I’m a magnet to divine attraction
Expressing rhythm with a primal passion
Dancing in the silent blackness, stepping in formation with the tribal patterns
Guided by this valley of the Nile magic
I follow shadows sundials cast in
I think I’m Michael Jackson
The one that MK Ultra spiked with acid to the night of homicidal passage
I’m not a DJ, but I was still breathing in the body bag
Clawing fingers vinyl scratching
To the sounds of Michael Jackson
I’ll strike a match stick in the driest cabin, fire blasting I’m Spyro the tiny dragon
Burn this entire labyrinth and hide the ashes
I’ll write Michael Jackson in bold, underline italics
Uppercase subtitled captions
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Mike El, Mikha’el
Which means Who is Like God when defined in Latin
Deeper than the cytoplasmics, quite elaborate
Watching movies in my mind make my eyelids spasm
If you could read my mind you’d hear a psycho laughing
Back yard got a lion and a tiger napping
Rollercoaster too, keep your seatbelts tightly fastened
Metaphor for the life I’m having
After a day of brain surgery
I enhance my third eye with glasses, I’ve discovered what your science hasn’t
Divide a fraction to a final fragment
The universe is a uterus having wide contractions
I found a pen and the bible happened
I signed it Michael Jackson
Media stressing, need a spinal tapping they killed me and Prince
Whenever lightening happens it’s the titans clashing
Crotch tightly grab it
Ladies passing out, got them falling like Mike Tyson jabbed them
Lisa Presley and Naomi Campbell tried to have him
But I denied their passes
Best womb is the test tube
Million other Michael Jacksons aborted inside of napkins
I cry every time it happens
They call me Michael Jackin’
My doctor was a trifling bastard
He’s the reason why I’m relapsing
Forever I’m relaxing
I didn’t get to say bye to Katherine…
Michael Jackson…



From the darkness, Michael Blackson

From the pipe, Michael Crackson

From the music, Michael Jazzson

I’m not my dad’s son

13) L.S.D…

[Verse 1]
What is LSD, but a Little Strip of Destiny
When the Lonely Silence is Deafening
And my Living Situation is Depressing me
I’m repaying the Lord’s Spiritual Debt to me
First time I took a Lethal Size Dose
But never will I Load Syringes with Dope
I remember being Lost Scared Delusional
Seen the same Lords the Soothsayer Druids do
Took a Ladder to the Seventh Dimension
The body is Literally Spirit Detention
Leviticus Scripture Describes
Moses Liberating Social Divides
Leading Sinners with the Diethylamide
Add a Little Salvia Divinorum, Leaves Stiff and Dry
From the forrest the Last Soldier to Die
Smoked bubba kush my Lieutenant Still Dan

[Chorus]
What is LSD?
What is LSD?
What is LSD?
Lunar Solar Duality

[Verse 2]
Lucifer Satan Devil
Logan Spawn Deadpool
The Lunatics Sadistic and Dreadful
Osiris Limbs Scattered and Disassembled
Time machine with the Lamborghini Style Doors
Extremely Limited Silverish Delorean
Why my head Look Slightly Deformative
Cuz my frontal Lobe Synaptics are Dwarfing them
And every time I Let Semen Drop
I create a Legacy of Super Demigods
I’m Luke Skywalker’s Daddy, my red Light Saber’s Darth
My Laboratory Secluded and Dark
Lyrics Sick as Dysentery
I’m a Living Speaking Dictionary
Mental Lexicon Sumerian Dialect
I see the image Like Spike Directs
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[Chorus]
What is LSD?
What is LSD?
What is LSD?
Lunar Solar Duality

[Verse 3]
LSD wears a Leopard Skin Dress
Her tongue kiss is tempting but her Lifted Skirt’s Death
Her voice sexy a Latin Spanish Descent
Don’t be the victim the Lady Serpent Detects
A lot of bumps on this Long Slow Drive
Should I give up and die no, Lord Shall Decide
Longevity Sufficiency and Diligence
Loyalty Stability and Discipline
Made it through a Lotta Soul Dissonance with Limericks Soliloquies of Dickinson
The king before Lebron Started Dribbling
Sometimes I ask myself what is love
It’s Legitimately Serotonin Dopamine
The lack of it causes Looping Suicidal Dreams
Like you smoked LSD Laced Sour Deez
Mental Labyrinth Schizophrenic Dementia
My Lobotomized Skull is Dismembered
The tongue is but a Liquid Sword Dagger
Lyric Samurai Duel and Leverage Source Data
You would think I had a Law School Doctorate
You ain’t never heard a Linguist So Dominant
Lip Spit Drooling, Lean Syrup Drowsiness
Lubricant Solvent Dissolve in it
LSD, Legendary Shaman Doctor
Control weather like a Linux Storm Doppler
I’m high pitch like the Late Star Doc Ellis
With the next Level Strike Diametrics
Refilling my Limitless Scripts Daily
Until my caskets Latent with Sweet Daisies
I Let Steaks Dangle, over head of Lost Starving Dogs
Supply fire Light Sun’s Dawn
Never let a Liar Shuffle Decks
Black belt in Bruce Lee Self Defense
Show you the will to beast like what you see when you Leopard Stomach Dissect
Let the Stoners Digest
[Chorus]
What is LSD?
What is LSD?
What is LSD?
Lunar Solar Duality

14) Psylense of the Lambatta

Sunlight, moonlight
One night, mood right
New sight
Open my eyes and let the few write
New Christ
Birth

Mary had a little lamb
Sherri had a little Cam
Carried him within her hand, married to a missing man
Buried under stricken land
Mary had a little lamb
Sherri had a little Cam
Miracle she didn’t plan
Nothing makes saints like a sinner can, innerstand

Grown man sleeping on the floor
Hear the mice squeaking by the door
I ain’t really eating any more
Money spent on this bag of weed I can’t afford
What’s the meaning of it all?
Living in the Bronx where it’s freezing in the fall
And police are on the call
Isolated from the people I adore
Family and friends I don’t speak to anymore
Mama struggles she can’t even get a call
Probably think that I don’t need her anymore
I’m just working out my demons with the Lord
Put them deep into a song like I bleed when I record
I don’t even like breathing when I’m poor
So I’m working til I’m rich enough, I can buy my freedom from the law
Or maybe I just need to be evolved
Maybe it’s too deep for me to solve
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Mary had a little lamb
Sherri had a little Cam
Carried him within her hand, married to a missing man
Buried under stricken land
Mary had a little lamb
Sherri had a little Cam
Miracle she didn’t plan
Nothing makes saints like a sinner can, living innerstand

I get so preoccupied
I ain’t know my uncle and my auntie died
Remember when I heard my grandmama died
Wasn’t there to wipe the tears from mama’s eyes
Little sister was, it had her traumatized
Should’ve been home on thanksgiving I apologize
The guilt that’s in my spirit can’t be quantified
And when I ain’t have a father uncle John was mine, God I try

Thank you, I thank you
You’ll still be the one that I pray to
I still feel I have to be grateful
But why do you take back your angels?
I love you I hate you
But I didn’t ask to be made you
Can’t I relax and be stable?
Why does this have to be painful?
Mary had a little lamb
Sherri had a little Cam
Carried him within her hand, married to a missing man
Buried under stricken land
Mary had a little lamb
Sherri had a little Cam
Miracle she didn’t plan
Nothing makes saints like a sinner can, living innerstand

Already died I can’t die no more
I’m alive and I wanna be alive some more
Already cried I can’t cry no more
Feeling so high, why my eyes so low?
Try to shine and let my soul glow
It’s a part of me inside even I don’t know
Places in my mind even I won’t go
This the encore to the final show

15) Wings of Icarus

Damn

That nigga Cam man
Oh, wait, blow the smoke in the air
Pray, damn, Holy Ghost will appear
Oh man, Jehovah is here
Yeah partying, but nobody here
Damn, while I go up the stair
Floating, floating, while we float in the air



Finally I’m flying, I just grew my wings
Look at them, they’re beautiful
High up in the sky
So happy I can sing
Melody so beautiful
Finally I’m fly, I just grew my wings
Heaven is so beautiful
I just realized
I died and now I’m free



I stick to the game plan
This is really my escape plan
They feed and lynch us from the same branch
And feed and whip us with the same hand
Damn, nothing motivate like pain can
Then the slave read, then the slave ran
I’m just trying to make it out this wasteland
Now a shepherd, was a stray lamb
Elevated this is Space Jam
He’s king with the crown of an emperor
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These genes that are found in molecular breeds wings that are found on the Khepera

Bling bling, that’s the sound of my neck-a-lace
Ching ching, that’s the sound of my register
Ring ring that’s the sound of my cellular phone
I might rise so high above the sky
That I might die if I don’t spread my wings and fly
I might rise so high above the sky
That I might die if I don’t spread my wings and

Finally I’m flying, I just grew my wings
Look at them, they’re beautiful
High up in the sky
So happy I can sing
Melody so beautiful
Finally I’m fly, I just grew my wings
Heaven is so beautiful
I just realized
I died and now I’m free

Look in the sky what do you see?

That’s not a bird, that’s not a plane, that was just me spreading my wings
Got off my knees, back on my feet
Now I feel free, like I can breathe, swift as the breeze
I’m on a cloud right now and I’m never coming down right now
I feel higher than a line right now
Getting ready for my crown right now
Moving at the speed of sound right now
I’m black and I’m proud right now
Queen ready for a gown right now
I’m so high right now
I can prove the law of gravity’s a lie
I believe in my ability to fly
I don’t even gotta smoke to get me high
As I float above you I look down and I say hi
Finally I’m flying, I just grew my wings***
Look at them, they’re beautiful
High up in the sky
So happy I can sing
Melody so beautiful
Finally I’m fly, I just grew my wings
Heaven is so beautiful
I just realized
I died and now I’m free

Camballah, Volume 1 (27 APR 2018)

1) Crown of Thorns (Kether) Lyrics

(Yeah.. God)
What do you expect from a lord like me?
(Batta..)
(Lord.. God)
I proclaim in harmonious accord
Holy is the Lord, holy is the Lord
Roll me in the morgue, throw me in the floor
Put me in a dark cave, roll a boulder over door
Holy is the Lord, holy is the Lord
More pain than a soldier can endure
Holder of the sword, Conan in the war
Chosen one is born, roses full of thorns
Holy is the Lord
Dark lullaby of the smart, colored guy
Large cluttered mind, but a sharp hunter’s eye
Cry blood in the water, it’s shark supper time
Jumped and dived in like a cannon ball and twenty died
Eat the meat, collect the teeth and pluck the eyes
Walls have skulls of rare species, a hundred kinds
Mummy shrine, like the one that Danny Glover finds
In Predator
, and some are mine from my double lives
Jump in time like Flubber slime, hunt the other I’s
Kill twelve and stand lone like the sun and shine
Numb inside - ever since my grandmother died
I never knew so many tears can come from an eye
Wonder why, the money sign is a caduceus?
Reveal the snakes in the staff that you moving with
Studious Nubian,
sufi who Tahuti is
Reducing truth to the nucleus, you get used to this
Callous now, bat catching but I don’t use a mit
Read palms, Caught the ball before he threw the pitch
My super suit equips unusual accoutrements
The hooligan of the Rosicrucian tutelage

2) Camballah (Chokmah) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Am I Cambatta or Camballah?
My tree of knowledge is the
plant changa
Innerstand Allah
Body matter is shifting amorphously as glowing lamp lava in weed man casa
I demand dollars, diagram is a
mandala
Gram died, now she Samsara
With the
Grand Dharma
Spread seeds playing
Mancala
, cultivate you, I’m a man farmer
Desert sand gardener, stone hand carver
Trim crops, I’m a land barber
Cam, Candyland, Wonka, the glucose for ant larva
Weapon advanced, clamped, I am
D.A.R.P.A
Deep as Agartha
, Chief for the Shambhala
Earth flat, I’m off edge, I ran farther
Polyglot of gematria
When I’m talking to Jah I got a stenographer
I pray to myself I’m not an idolater
Allah Sallallahu ‘alaihi wa sallam
Before I was able to hold the bottle up
Mama gave me a marker, I drew the Kabbalah
Cobbler, give me a foot I take a kilometer
Thirsty, I drink the mercury from a thermometer
Get your product up
I could breathe in an empty jar and then sell it for a profit at the market bruh
Francis Coppola’s Dracula, godfathered em’
Monsterous,
siphon the body’s blood of Phlebotomists
Batta got his colostrum up, I give her obelus
Her twat’ll bust open like the mouth of a hippopotamus
That’s a portmanteau for hip hop anonymous
Like turducken and liger, and tigon and such
Flowdysseus, odyssey, Batta ominous
Rock a Oculus as binoculars, watching Omnitrix

3) Harim Abiff (Binah) Lyrics

Harim Abiff, Theorem legit
Son of a widow, Tyrion Prince
Appear in a glyph, Sumerians writ
Before awareness of Aquarian shift
The hammer of Kane, I carry in fists
I build a temple with ethereal bricks
I steer imperial ships
Chariot with arial lift
Gravity, I clearly resist
Dogon with the
seriousness
A ruffian would murder for the chair that I sit
My black diet make an Aryan sick
Piss - on the torch Luciferians lit
Rich -
checks
Like a cereal mix
Kiss - death
You still in fear of the bitch
Derringer spit like Barrington’s lips
Levy, they broke it
That is not conspiracy myth
Trip
Flood earth to a river like Styx
By the heel I was carefully dipped
I cannot die (Why?)
I cannot die (Why?)
I cannot die (Why?)
I cannot die (Why?)
I flood earth when I cry
Looking in the sky’s really looking in my eyes
I cannot die (Why?)
I cannot die (Why?)
I cannot die (Why?)
I cannot die (Why?)
Greatest architect of my time
And I’m my most masterful design

4) Golden Child (Chesed) Lyrics

Story of the boy that never breathes
He never bleeds, royal oil he secretes
Born with all the joy he’ll ever need
He’s all knowing, no one taught him how to read
Baptized in the Sinai Peninsula
Described WiFi to Nikola
Mutant academy, sci-fi curriculum
Journey earth, find tribes, trip with em
Universe is a touch screen
Rearrange sky when he wave bye
Double click sun it’ll switch night
Make a cloud rain with a swift swipe
If you try it then it won’t work
It only activates when God fingerprints type
End is near, sit tight
Watch stars like an episode of it’s life
Elaborate and eloquent
His memory is him imagining remembering
Lost looping through the labyrinth as regimen
And most humanoids are actually content with it
Feet traveling on relatives, delicate
Granddaddy skeleton is graveling the sediment
His true shadow is dimensionless
Sisyphus, rolling a boulder back up an endless cliff
Dollar reads annuit coeptis
Branded with American deception
You a sheep
That’s (f)lannel in your sweat drip
Inherited a death wish of parents that were less fit
This is Cameron’s redemption
Peculiar child Miss Peregrine protected
Reflective in the shadow of the one God
Hand puppet, then its kettle in projection
Dark skin has botanical connections
Higher self has an amethyst complexion
He’s the one answering the questions
He holds spirit in his animal appendage
You are but a sample of the vestige
Black panther is a cancer to Jesuits
Disasters bring planet’s new aesthetics
I just hope I see my grandma standing at the entrance
Profound in ability
He speaks in the sound of calligraphy
The hidden links found in his imagery
Lost in the sea, drowned in fertility

5) Theory of Everything (Geburah) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
A trillion shades in my color spectrum
I exist within a sub-dimension
I’m impossible’s one exception
Plasma from the sun and the bloods connected
Time’s a serpent with the tongue extended
Mouth swallowing the tail, so begun the ending
Most religions are just sun obsession
Virgin Mary is just cunt obsession
I paint sound and I speak paint
That’s two types of just one expression
This technology ain’t done progressing
Until God in us become reflections
When I’m alone I feel another presence
Heaven’s up, but in space there’s no up direction
I kept a bottle of placenta from my birth
I get sick and sip the juices from my mother’s essence
[Bridge]
I watched the clouds as they meta-morph
Walk around aimlessly like a headless corpse
From a place where the unloyal don’t get remorse
Unless its about money, you don’t get to talk
[Verse 2]
The universe is rendered as I see it
So people don’t exist until I meet them
Tree falls I don’t hear it, it ain’t happen
I crack Fermat’s Theorem on a napkin
Prometheus made the fire just to heat the piff
Any human with a badge is a piece of shit
Women’s mouths water when they see the dick
Cause if they swallow they’ll inherit all this genius-ness
Gods writing down names and I’ve seen the list
It says me and me and me and me and me and him
Or her, now - gender is blur
There is no thing that never will occur
Time is a cool way to remember where we were
I’m dropping breadcrumbs
I’m with Gretel on the search
Space is a neighborhood
The ghetto is the earth
Before it gets better it gets worse

6) Babylonian Mordecai (Tiphereth) Lyrics

All hail, is it well with thee?
Before I speak I get permission from the elderly
Patiently waiting for the bell to ring
I’m fighting temptation that put a spell on me
Bloody colon, knuckles swollen
Buster Douglas in his lucky moment
Stolen belt, buckle Golden
Clutch Vulcan, Sultan
Son of Odin, chosen
Drunk a potion from a bubbling cauldron
Coping
My capacity for love is frozen
Left my inner-Romeo like young DeRozen
Dumped my soul twin, brung the hoes in
Rumps bulging - Double throated - Scoliosis
Arch your back til your butt and nose hit
Under drug hypnosis
And my mother knows it
Guns, roses
Buzzing locust
Another omen that begun unfolding
Giants get to Muggsy Bogues-in’
Son fly with the wax wings of Icarus
Return of the Black King is imminent
Vital organs are actually instruments
Feeling lit, pass me the filament
Live a myth, mad deep predicaments
Finna rip, athletes with ligaments
Pack need a split in it
Little infant speak native tongue fluidly
And pass it as gibberish
I phonetically spell teen with I in it
Let me borrow your bike, I be back in five minutes
You won’t see me for a week or two
And when you do, I won’t even remember meeting you
You know that little voice you hear deep in you?
Mine only says “I’m God” in repeating loops
Ghost illustrator
It’s me, it’s true
Sneaking through everything Alex Gray think he drew
I’ve seen a blind baby play peekaboo
Even seen a few Pikachu’s out in East Peru
Reality’s a fallacy you think is true
If you don’t believe in me, I don’t believe in you
Unidentifiable to normal eyes
As I stare at the horizon, I see Horus rise
Getting comfortable with death
Before I die
Mortal man on the surface, Immortal Lord inside
Higher than the pitch when the porpoise cries
Talking to the dolphins
This is John Lily’s story time
As I journey this imaginary portal ride
Prophecy of the Babylonian Mordecai

7) GroundGods Day (Netzach) Lyrics

I wake up and do this shit everyday
Everyday
Everyday
I do this everyday
I wake up and do this shit everyday
Everyday
Everyday
I do this everyday
I used to never pray
Until I found out that [?] jake jumped and murdered my dad
Now he rest in a better place
I’m trying to get away from these ghetto ways
I refuse to be led astray
Death is the best escape
I let heaven wait
It don’t matter the stress I take
Mama the energy
But somebody gotta pay the rent today
Gotta be the man and wipe the debt away
But the more you work its like the less you make
Got me out here wildin’ trying to sell an eighth
‘Til I elevate
I could sell estate
That’s a better way
Leave a legacy
Man, I feel like it’s been so hard for me to meditate
(…Ou)
Excuse me while I give my head a break
Work is never done, it’s always to early to celebrate
Started so far below the bottom, Batta was never Drake
Victory sweet as a carrot cake, I need to get a taste

8) Blxssed Up (Hod) Lyrics

Blessed up
I’m blessed up
I’m blessed up
Next up
I’m next Tut
Blessed up
I’m blessed up
I’m blessed up
Next up
I’m next Tut
Guess what?
There will never be a next us
Burn the center of the nexus
Where the hammers bang
Like a doctor do in a checkup
Tech’s bust, you a dead duck
Til’ the checks come
Like a hedge fund
Water whipping I’m the juice man
O.J. with the left glove
White girl, I’ma cut her up
Do the Dexter
I’ma cut her up like the bread crust in my breakfast
Selling point one for the ten bucks
White people are the best fiends
And white people are the best plugs
Kokaina give me head rush
Sassafras got me sped up
Dabbing with the hand that fed us
Trigger finger got the bed bugs
I get up like a hogfly, I’m the web spud
Put a rack on it when the rapper spit
Leave the web spun
When I crack the whole Xanax in half
I’ma call that shit a special ed bus
Roll the next blunt

9) Tears of Yakub (Yesod) Lyrics

Have you ever seen a goat and a lamb?
A slug and a pig?
A bird and a beetle?
I’ll make you duck from the Eagle
And put a pigeon pussy on a cock
And breed you
The island of Dr Moreau
The science I drop is occult
Doctor Moreau - More O
I’m a more with O’s
The more I rose I rise, adopting my role
I create man like the God’s do
Yakub, dilute black dot to white you
Red pill
Blue pill
Cryptic
Piru
Three point
One four
Infinite
Cycle
It’s six
Six six
Times two
Triple it
I view
Mystic
Rituals
I use
Genetic alchemy
Supreme mathematics
With this dick, one plus one can amount to three
Comedic seraphims are surrounding me
The invention of the mirror keeps astounding me
The mirror’s like a live-action camera
Cam-e-ra, Cam’s era
I so high like shooting in the sun but I glance clearer
If you blind then you can’t hear em
If the size of my brain reflected my knowledge
My forehead would be the size of Rihanna’s
I’m being honest
Tetragrammaton, I’m Imhotep with a sceptre
The architect that can lift a brick with a Cameron song
He’s an alien, Ai-leen, L I ON, I smoke L’s for eons
See, How I break it down?
Manipulate your language and create a sound
Only audible to the descendants of the ancient crown
Would you sacrifice your sky just to save the ground?
Would you sacrifice your future just to save the now?
Would you sacrifice your gold just to save your brown?
I’m half African and half Native
Two of the most oppressed groups ever
Them past Aryans was, mad racist
Backlashes to the black nation
Bad pathogens and castrations
I’m half [?] and half tainted
I’m half arrogant and half gracious
This track captures what that’s saying

10) No Fear (Malkuth) Lyrics

No fear, no fear
No fear, no fear
No fear, no fear
No fear, no fear
No fear, no fear
No fear, no fear
No fear, no fear
No fear, no fear
All black from the soles up
Levitating on an old rug
Nail my body to a gold crux
Lord God but I don’t judge
Smoke bud but I won’t budge
Doe flood like a broke tub
Sold drugs, coke nose
Lunch, dope, dust
Trippin’ like a coach bus
Mush mouth
Smuggle dope in Mama kangaroo’s puss pouch
Hood grouch
Exhale, kush clouds ‘til a nigga look Laos
Grillin’ me will get you cooked out
Recipe will make a cook shout
Money growing like a wood snout
Real boy from a juug house
Every stoner need a good couch
Took Crown
Don King with the book bout
Au-thor, lift a heavy hammer you get put down
Bloody Mary
Bloody Mary
Bloody Mary
Staring in the old mirror, suddenly, a weird, scary hoe appear
I ain’t care - hit her in the derriere, right there

11) Ego Death (Daath) Lyrics

I’m left alone
I feel like someone’s watching me
And then I die
And when I opened up my eyes
I saw a suited man with a mic as he walks to me
Curtains drawn
Audience applauding me
Chanting as a gorgeous broad’s awarding me
Rose from my seat, awkwardly
Touch my head and felt the headset and cords on me
Clearly, they’re recording me
Big screen showing my point of view accordingly
And visions I don’t want to see
I turned and noticed that the chair that I was sitting in
Is fitted with some virtual reality equipment shit
Then it dawned on me
The world that I was living in
Is just a simulation that I only spent a minute in
I was so shocked
I had a heart attack and died from the adrenaline
Then woke up in my bed again
With blurred visioning
I seen the silhouette of oddly shape headed men
With little skinny skeletons
As soon as I could see them I was dead again
Now I can’t remember them
Now I can’t remember me
Naked on the cold floor trembling
Struggle to my feet
Stumble to the sink
Cloudy water wet my skin
Open eyes, see the mirror
But I don’t know who that man in reflection is
Yet he lives, who the hell is this?
Where’s my pants? where’s the kicks?
Couldn’t find em’ so I exited extra quick
Stepped out where the desert is
Out where Kemet is
All I see is sunset foreverness
Travel forty days to the precipice
Then I slipped
Jumped off the edge of it
Saw the light at the end of it then went to it
As it opened I saw medics and my relatives
Mama too, I guess heaven’s relative
Life is so repetitive, it never quits
‘Til you experience what all of your potential is
The fear of death is slaving you
It’s changing you
It’s making you afraid to do
The things that you were made to do
We in a place where your creator animated you
For training you
And testing all the strength in you to make it through
You never fade
You just replay in complicated loops
Until you reach your fate
And then the gate in heaven waits for you
If heaven’s fake
Then next dimension as a state is cool
I thank my maker, then he thanked me cause I made him too
In my worst times, I practiced death
So proficient, I could do it in my first try
Pass the test, unwrap my flesh
Past the acid tab attempts and orgasmic sex
Caps and stems, bags of wet
DMT ain’t doing justice to an actual death
Moments after your last gasp for breath
Feels better than when you had the breath
The astral quest is [?]
Allow me to lead you through the dark
Feel free to board the ark
Built with a design based on prehistoric sharks
Sail through sound waves that are beating in your heart
As I breathe it seems the frequency is sharp
Then it flat lines
My body is deceased and I depart
I’ve seen the geometrics you graffiti in your art
It’s your ancestors speaking through the genius that you spark
They’ve foreseen it with the charts
The last afterlife mapmaker
The cartographer, the path tracer
Purgatory’s first black mayor
Mountain peak flag placer
Die while I’m dead, I’ll back be up in that manger
Highly adaptable mass changer
Shapeshifter
Water when it’s gas vapor
I dissipate and reformulate it
Cause that’s nature
Spread a seed as I’m trail blazing
A grass grazer
Praise the Revenant
Grizzly bear wrestling
Die and come back
Vision clear ever since
Think about it as I’m in my chair trembling
Sitting here, penciling
Scripts for weird medicines
Really rare specimens
Sipping sheer mescaline
Returning spirit on a sixty year regimen
I’m the living dead that isn’t dead
With a missing head that’s still ahead
You think you’re awake but you’re still in bed
Die for the fun of it with Bill and Ted
Fridge full of goat blood and chicken legs
Life is just hatching in a little egg
That’s actually in a bigger egg
Crack it then the hole will be too big to mend
Greatest starts have the quickest ends
Once you see the patterns you’ll predict the trends
As I’m glimpsing in my inner-lens
If you don’t than you’re like Sampson when they clipped his dreads
Just follow what the scripture says
My dreams are so real, I saw a toilet and I pissed the bed

12) Dark Light (Thaumiel) Lyrics

This little light of mine
I’m bout to let it shine
This little light of mine
I’m bout to let it shine
All of us men are fly
How come we never ride?
Blessed with a set of eyes
That’s how I led the blind
This little light of mine
I’m bout to let it shine
This little light of mine
I’m bout to let it shine
I’m so ahead of time
If you feel like you doubt me then get in line
Now I know that a God could be never poor
And that’s the reason I know that I’ll never die
Let me shine
Sleep is a thing of the past now
Golden calf, I’m the cash cow
Yellow sun with the black crown
Gunshot shattered glass house
All I’m hearing in the background
I’ma give you to the count of ten
To get your kiester off of my property
One.. Two.. TEN!
Police gonna have to call the cops on me
I get high and I play three on three
Teams will be
Me on me on me on me on me on me
Chief a ganja leaf, see beyond belief
Little Brenda had a baby
And I heard her baby just had a baby too
If I claimed all the babies on my taxes
I could probably start a baby zoo
Raise em up like a NAVY troop
Have em shooting Uzis by the age of two
Aim at you
Blung Blung Blung Blung Blung Blug
Look what you made me do

Holy Ghost 2 (13 September 2019)

1) The Conjuring (Intro) Lyrics

Introduction of soundbites from different interviews with Camabatta on the BlackMagik363 YouTube Channel
Chorus:
(Eye)
Go so deep
Go so deep
Go so deep
(Eye)
Go so deep
Go so deep
Go so deep
(Die)
Don’t know me
No mo
Ego So free
(Blind)
Don’t know evil
No evil know me
(Eye)
Go so deep
Go so deep
Go so deep
(Eye)
Go so deep
Go so deepd
Go so deep
(Time)
No roley
Don’t go sleep
Don’t know sheep
(blind)
Don’t know evil
No evil know me

2) Journey of Heru Lyrics

[Intro: Rafijah Siano]
Stood from afar, look on his face he was a child
Who came to rage war, to we the victors belongs the spoils
[Verse 1: Cambatta]
Go O.D., So goatie
Grow goatee rose gold teeth, Polo tee
Gaudy, godly, sewn clothing
Goku’s foe Broly no homies, old Roshi
Jujitsu, roll no gi
Told coach please, don’t coach me, hold trophy
Spoke hope speech, glow holy, No rosary
Off axel, So Foley
New Kwame, old Stokely, so cokely
So Kunta no Toby
You don’t own me, you don’t know me
I’m grown Mowgli, left me in a hole lonely
Cold boney, hungry, I seen Satan I know Crowley
Abduct me then go clone me
Robo cop vs. robo me
44 squeeze, popo bleed, Flo-Jo speed
Face Olmec, pre date old texts
Created the tech that I gave Toltecs
Came to the west on my own soul trek
Hotep, mutant my belt buckle a gold x

3) Shaka Zulu Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cambatta]
Young brother from the gutter
Always been a fighter never been a runner
Mama was a hunter, daddy was a hunter
All my brothers hunt each other
Known to knuckle up and upper cut a slugger
Slug and punch and snuff and stun a thugger
Gonna stutter stutter blood a sputter
You gon do the Brooklyn bruk up
Buck em gun a drummer
Father thought I was a parasite in momma belly but he had it wrong
He ain’t know he had a spawn of a warlord ‘til in 9 months I was born
Big black strong body of Lebron, I’ma be a king killing all pawn
Better be in form when I blow the horn bringing in the dusk Waking up the dawn
Looking at a God, prophesied by the shaman voodoo
Seen it all through the eye of Horus that I watch and view through
There was other warriors before me but they not this brutal
All this money but I’m not Mobutu
You down know me of forgot now you do
[Chorus: Cambatta]
Shaka Zulu
Shaka Zulu
Shaka Zulu
Shaka Zulu
The call me Shaka Zulu
I’m at the top of Khufu
I got the power who knew
Why would a god salute you
They call me
Shaka Zulu
Shaka Zulu
Shaka Zulu
Shaka Zulu
My name is Shaka Zulu
I’m at the top of Khufu
I got the power who knew
Why would a god salute you

4) Boss Talk Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cambatta]
Think I got the Holy Ghost, I don’t even got a pulse
I don’t got a lung left still I tell them that I’m ready for the smoke
Turn a L into a roach, I’m whipping the Ice cream Coke float
My team full of goats, If I ain’t the Christ king then I’m close
My genes in her throat, I sell her a pipe dream when she woke
I could’ve been 19 selling dope now I got them like fiends selling quotes
Pen is spelling what you won’t, Inner seven headed devil get evoked
My temple a 5 elemental host, my mother was still pregnant when I spoke
I️ was born without a belly button, starving cuz I don’t connect to nothing
Willy Wonka let me ride up in his glass elevator then I press the button
Thanking God that he invented cumming, it’s a bird box never let the son in
Careful who I let genetics up in unless she got a womb in her neck or something
[Chorus: Cambatta]
I do the boss talk, all I’m talking is the boss talk
All you talk about is small talk, don’t be talking when the boss talk
I paid the boss cost, all I’m talking is the boss talk
All I’m talking is the cloth talk, got the knowledge that the gods taught
I do the boss talk, you be talking like a dog bark
No bite, quiet when the boss talk, when I floss I’ma talk sauce talk
I wear the boss cloth, yall soft when the boss talk
You ain’t even in the ball park, Got them calling me the boss boss
[Verse 2: Cambatta]
I come from under the underground, I feel ltike Harriet Tubman now
Father time like a dead beat dad to me cuz he always running out
We all Mother Earth’s kids but she cold to us ‘til her sun come around
Tummy growl when I hunt and prowl, 6’3” weigh a couple hundred pounds
Wearing earplugs and a blindfold I can still smell how a color sounds
Bloody hound I can find where the money found while I’m in a another town
I would have get a couple lobotomys If I ever had to dumb it down
Do the bucket list then I shit in the bucket and turn the crabs in the bucket brown
I get higher than Orion belt, If Orion was a ghetto black man like me
You wouldn’t find the belt unless it’s a Gucci designer belt
I dont moon walk but I sun run til the bottom of my Nike melt
Smoke toad with a Mayan elf, had a meeting with my higher self
I get higher than a chipmunk voice, how you woke you ain’t trip once
Seen my uncle cook a brick as a kid young white girl nip tucked
Pistol with extended clip make my pants bulge out like dick does
Pussy was made to addict us fucking ‘til I bust dick dust
Let a clip bust put a hollow in a tip cup
Buck buck buck everywhere like I’m throwing dollars at the strip club for the big butt
So aware I’m a wolf, mouth running hoarse throat got a hoof
Burn bush climb mount Sinai came down with a book, look

5) Last Breath Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cambatta]
Feet hurting
World full of busy bees working
I ain’t never met a free person
I don’t get along with these earthlings
I’m trying to seek purpose
Fight for something I believe’s worth it
Feel the curse I’ma reverse it
I don’t dream cuz I sleep nervous
Yet I Keep flirting
Face death like a Steve Irwin
Hold heat I’m a drink thermos
Tell the bartender keep serving
I’m trying to be perfect
Using dirty shit to clean dirt with
Only happy when the weed burning
Traded oxygen to breath herb in
Til I see curtains
Lungs failed and they cease working
Air is something that I need urgent
Suffocating trying to squeeze words in
[Bridge: Cambatta]
What would I do with my last breath
Would I yell, would I cry, would I laugh
Cuz I’m glad that I’m passed that mess
Til I pass never felt that bless
Even bad breath when you living
Is better than good breath when you lack flesh
Got a glass chest that I cracked
And my lost breath hasn’t made it back yet

6) SpellBound Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cambatta]
I don’t want a situation
Told her that I wanna keep it basic
I know this is gonna sound abrasive
All I really want is recreation
I ain’t ready for relation
Not the kinda nigga you can date with
Only make a reservation when I’m at a Days Inn
Bring another condom cuz I know I’m gonna break it
I don’t wanna end up like another Usher Raymond
It was so much harder to deny you when you naked
It’s rare that I would even stay to have a conversation
You somebody to relate with, a lady I can lay with
On more than one occasion
[Chorus: Cambatta & Songbird]
I think she put a spell on me
Hit me with the kinda loving you can still smell on me
I think she put a spell on me
I never knew there really was a heaven ‘til it fell on me
[Verse 2: Cambatta]
Beauty is her name
I seen her dancing in illuminating rain
I knew it in my heart before I knew it in my brain
With you it’s like the present and the future are the same
You’re alluring and appealing
Adorable, your energy is warming and it’s healing
Assuring and revealing my aura in the ceiling
But my body on the floor because I’m kneeling, it’s more than just a feeling
If a goddess what a god is
Then everything we got is what she got us
You be Aphrodite I’m Adonis, ironic as Alanis
I think you oughta know what’s in my pocket
I just wanna make you smile for a while
Take you outta town, put a towel down, lay around
How it sound? Get your hair style for a crown
Your virginity was lost now it’s found

7) BlxkNxggx Lyrics

[Chorus: Cambatta]
I’m a Black nigga, half saint half sinner
I’m a Yak sipper, love Henny but it’s giving me a bad liver
Dab hitter, not an addict I’m a bad quitter
Mac pimper pick a chick up in an Ac Vigor
You a bad stripper but you’ll never fit this glass slipper
Booty mad bigger ass thicker than your last picture
Gotta smash wit her back splitter make her splash river
I’m a cat killer, drown pussy it’s a bad swimmer
[Verse 1: Cambatta]
I might roll a blunt up on the subway
I might be the pluggy that your plug pay
All this sauce money I’m a young Jay
I just hope my baby mama a Beyonce
Skinny waist booty looking plus shape
Bet I hit it raw after one date
I just crush a lot, that’s what Pun say
All this sinning still I wake up praying every Sunday
Hoping that her period don’t come late
I’ll be paranoid for a month straight
Plus i got a trial for this drug case
Hand on the Bible I be lying in the judge face
Just product of this rough place
Bullet holes in my kitchen wall for the Feng Shui
Bullet goes in and outta men like they guns gay
Mama we gon make it out this hood someday

8) Pardon Me Lyrics

[Chorus: Cambatta]
Pardon me all of my people are part of me
See the police and they plot on me they don’t believe in equality
Pardon me, all of this heart is a part on me
They wanna Khalid Muhhamed me all of my army in harmony
Pardon me, I got alot of the pot on me
They got a copper to follow me, I got Obama to pardon me
Pardon me, I gotta start an economy
Call me the god of monopoly, they wanna Malcolm and Martin me
[Verse 1: Cambatta}
Shoot at me
They ain’t know a nigga bulletproof there ain’t shit you can do to me
Couldn’t kill a cam even with a diplomatic immunity
Anything you shoot at me I shoot at you we do it in unity
Soon as I tickle a trigger i bust it, it’s going through puberty
Bullet Hollow with a tip on it leaving you a gratuity
I might even shoot the funeral up while they reading your eulogy
Put a crystal in a pistol, it hit you, you wear it as jewelry
I don’t fuck with the coonery
I’m a mutherfucking lab rat, you the brother from the rat pack
Got a gun up in the backpack, brap brap, cat nap
Bust a knuckle from the back slap skull is coming out his dad hat
Hope a piggy got Aflac, Shucky ducky ducky quack quack

9) Yahawashi Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cambatta]
I thought I told you I was high
I’m Yahawashi, y’all wish y’all was I
Waving Allah hi, but Allah was shy
Wanna wash ya eyes, Ayahuasca wise
Pot of agua for the caapi vine
You gotta die to get the knowledge that duat provides
I botanize sycotropics that are not prescribed
Tonics I concocted in my emeril legasse prime
You wanna try its not a wine
It’s acquired taste I describe as swallowing a shot of slime
Toxic and lot of guys vomit traumatized
Not surprised, psychedelics show you God inside not disguised
Tripping on the yacht that Willy Wonka rides
A nightmare to you is like nirvana for the shaman guide
Qualified thrive in demonic diabolic binds
Buddha Theravada Maharashi with a ganja shrine
Chronic with the crystals in the soil got it modified
Stronger than exotic hydroponic kind
Got it if you wanna buy, sour to the chocolate Thai
Whatever I don’t got in stock arrives when the flowers dry
Keep us in a garden where seeds don’t ever blossom
Cuz the bees that give them pollen just forgot fly
Chakra rise from sacram if you got a spine
33 vertebrae are levels that you gotta climb
Prana wise I’m Muhammad when personified
Annunaki, I jotted the gospels the Masonics hide
Got assigned a name, a word the word “god” implies
A word words cannot interpret cuz im not defined

10) King of the Jungle Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cambatta]
I remember when life was better
I remember like I been alive forever
I remember being born in abundance you’ll never measure
Predecessor from the epicenter the genetic Mecca
I’m a representer of the Medu neter
You dead if you never met her, the devil he never fed her
I protect her treasure then oppressors entered
Kemet was never desert do the rain dance make the weather wetter
A crown is a head antenna call me Imhotep the architect I’m clever
Break a temple down then put it back together
[Bridge: Cambatta]
I remember I was royalty
From the soil where the oil be
Never let the bigger man in me
Grow up from the little boy in me
Been a victim of my loyalty
Let my ego kill the joy in me
That’s what ended up destroying me
I forgot the lord anointed me
[Chorus: Cambatta]
I forgot that I was god, I forgot that I was free
I forgot that I was king of the jungle until I remembered I’m me
She forgot that she was God she forgot that she was free
She been stuck up in this slumber so long she forgot she was ever a Queen

11) Barmageddon Lyrics

[Verse]
If I open up my lungs I’mma fill ‘em with smoke
If you open up your ears I’mma fill ‘em with dope
But if I open up my palms and you don’t fill ‘em with dough
I’mma open up your mouth and take a shit in your throat
Billy The Goat, drippin’ without sniffin’ the coke
Grippin’ a rope, climbin’ up a slippery slope
Lift up and float, vision of a sinister ghost, invisible cloak
Hidden like a mystic occult
Gimme the toast, I’ll kill ‘em if a kiddie is groped
My future got a Billy in it like a Hillary joke
Givin’ ‘em hope, give ‘em what a minister won’t
I give ‘em the map, they stranded on a Gilligan boat - Lost!
Never try, yet I always win, I don’t ever lose
Only way I cannot prevail is if I try to fail
I am ?El?, Elohim, king Judah, lion male
Never lyin’, Elijah in Zion in the highest realm
I rebelled, so then I was nailed, metal spike impaled
Godson, soul
Israelite
, in the sky it’s hell
Seen it bright, inner side is fine, yet I’m blind as well
Got the book like I’m Eli and my Bible Braille
Exhale, then I inhale till I’m high as hell
Raise hell, till it’s heaven’s hight, you’ll need a helicopter
Hellraiser, see a Satan
here, I’m a devil barber
Cut the horn, call me Hellboy, ‘cause my head is altered
Devil, run! Go to Helen Hunt! I should get an Oscar
Helen Keller, heard a fat lady at the devil’s opera
Slept with monsters underneath your bed, I’m under bed of monsters
Metal chopper was the first time I ever met a poppa’
Redenbacher
, kept a Tec and Glock in elementary locker
Head is larger, skull elongated like Kemetic fathers
Never conquered, the best evolvers, we dimension hoppers
Dennis Hopper, bring the war to worlds for the extra aqua
Kevin Kostner dancin’ with the wolves, you ain’t steppin’ proper
Benihana, chop the ?Reddy Rock? up, then behead imposters
Weapon armour, feel like Ted Kaczynski in a leather bomber
Next to Batta any mortal human is a pet chihuahua
Textin’ all the numbers in existence till I get Rihanna’s
Sexin’ on her, hope I get her pregnant with a second Batta

The Holy Ghost III (16 December 2023)

2) Kanye’s Inferno Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Fuck swine, keep the money in the bloodline
We already did enough time
Never put a god above mine
Everybody deaf, dumb, blind
Mankind kinda unkind
Pull a gun on me, the gun died
Weed smellin’ like a skunk died
Fungus is a fungi
When the plug drive, got a supply
You should come try
Cambatta in your junk drive, it’s a drug crime
And it’s so raw, I could cut mine
Like a soft-white in a lunch line
And it’s still pure like a monk mind
In a uprise, I’m a young fly nigga so you know I run and jump high
I could touch sky
I could look into a dove’s eye
Starin’ in the sunshine, I don’t blink one time
I was on a tough climb, made it up finе, now I’m doing just fine
On the upside, long (raining/rеigning) at the [?] level, shed a top (tier/tear) if I must cry
Daddy never knew his son [?]
Turn a battle to a blood[?]
Sippin’ blood wine, tryna unwind in a trunk but I never drunk drive
In a Tesla, I just ?ride?
Black king but the skin gold like my flesh temple is a tuss shrine
Head shaped like an Anunnaki with my arms out, I’m an Ankh sign
Hang a (prophet/profit) on a plus sign
Blank check ‘cause I’m unsigned
God handed me a lemon, turned it into Sprite, I just needed one line
Tapdancing to the drumline, punchline leave a shoe tongue-tied
My voice sound like Malcolm, Martin, Khalid if they all combined
I do everything in one try
Hand goes where the pen moves
Penpals with a dead dude
Grandmama made the best soup but I couldn’t eat it ‘cause I bend spoons
Take a tab, dab, then shroom
Needle in me like a thread spool
Just a few of the essentials if you wanna get me in a Zen mood
Calculated in my next move
Retire undefeated, then lose
Footprints that I left huge, all ten toes need ten shoes

The Holy Ghost (15 December 2017)

1) Black Magic Lyrics

I came from the Nile Valley
It’s bitter sweet, I smile sadly
Truth rarely seen like child’s daddies
I’m Imhotep, I style flashy
Regarded highly I’m Selassie
As time is passing tribes are clashing
I know the ledge, I grow my dreads
My queens two open legs has golden eggs; I’m hatched
Nine months had to hold my breath
Now i dream so heavy that i broke the bed
Provoke the feds that slaughtered the son
12’s get the 4 to 5 like a quarter to 1
The war has begun
Latin for son
The soul and melinates get more of the sun
We the fortunate ones
Got the God in the womb, the Lord in my cum and (amour / a moor) means love
Death is the source that im from
Everything that they do we have already done
Self taught
Mine ice and melt salt
Mind high price, I write and sell thought
I felt cloth
Ahkenakin cotton shopping
Aquaponic chronic options
Botanizing pot concoctions
Earths a thot, her twat is rotten
Knowledge of my eye forgotten
Watch the conscious sovereign doctrine
Not dishonest profit goblins
Boxing out the box I’m boxed in

Tupac Murder Confession (20 Sept 2016)

1) Tupac Murder Confession Lyrics

Smoke & Mirrors: DMT (Definitive Metagod Trilogy) (2016)

1) DMT Lyrics

[Intro: Terence McKenna]
I’ve never seen it hit anybody quite as hard as it hit me but I was transformed
It was then and I will say it still is now; it is pure 100% magic!
It’s not a drug, it’s an event
It’s not something that you do; it’s something that happens to you
People come out of it saying, what happened?
[Verse 1: Cambatta]
What is DMT?!
Dimensional Mind Travel, the Devil Might Trap you
It used to be a Dogon Mapping Tool
How the Dark Man Thrived, Deceptive Manipulation of Time
It’s a Dope Magic Telescope
The Doorway to Many Things
So I Do Major Tokes ‘til I Damage My Throat
I’m a Dead Man Talking that Died Maybe Twice
From a gram not your Dad Mother’s Type
Get my Damn Music Tight ‘fore I Dial My Troups
And we Demonstrate Melee Tonight
And I Don’t Make Truces
I’m just my Doing My Thing I Decide what My Truth is
Dependent on Melodic Tones
Descendant of the Mayan Throne
Digging Meticulously for Treasure
Hoping I Define my Texture

2) The Womb Lyrics

[Intro: Cambatta]
The womb, (yeah)
Scientifically referred to as the womb-man’s uterus, (‘Batta)
Or the place that your current human experience initiated it’s first nine months of three dimensional development, (smoke)
Some say that your spirit or your light transmits into your brain’s pineal gland in the thirteenth week of gestation
Thirteen being the highest of the Sephira
The beginning & the end of the cycle
This is not your first time here
(You will never die)
Can you see now?
(You will never die)
Can you see now?!
Welcome back (to the womb)
[Chorus: Cambatta]
I’m stuck in this womb
Tryna find my way out
But I don’t have a clue
In midst of of this womb-man
9 months of darkness
‘Til finally break through
Now I’m stuck up in this room
Tryna find my way back
Back inside of that womb
In the midst of this womb-man
My life is of darkness
‘Til I finally break through

3) God On Crack (S&M:DMT) Lyrics

[Intro: Cambatta]
I’m just a fuckin’ fiend in a long-ass dream
So fuck you, and everything in between
[Verse 1: Cambatta]
I’m sleeping in the bed that they conceived me in
Checking in the hotel they shot King up in
The podium they shot X where I preach to them
The opium that got Basquiat’s, what I’m chiefing with
I’m fucking in that manger they birthed Jesus in
Climax, leave it in, never shall we meet again
I’m drinking out that cup that Christ bleeding in
Cooking crack in the pot that the rich man’s peeing in
I’m cumming in the womb that you came up out
I came up in before you even came about
My sperm saw the egg and had to change its route
Crack baby; I’m just lucky that I made it out
I take the crack up out the water and strain it out
Crack schemes make the rap fiends rave and shout
I’m swimming in an ocean full of slave bones
I’m a hostage of the giver of the bank loans
Every time I leave my porch, I should’ve stayed home
I get that liquor in my system and brake, bones
[Chorus: Cambatta]
I promise you don’t want it with the ‘Batta man
I promise you don’t want it with the ‘Batta man
I never felt the embrace of my father’s hand
That’s why that thang thang is braced up in ‘Batta’s hand
All my life I get so high that I don’t wanna land
What would you do if your God told you that his God is Cam’?

4) Rebirth of the Crack Baby Lyrics

I’m the ‘Batta man, human contraband
Cause I’m illegal like a bird in a doctor’s hand
I saw my sonogram, and I appeared to be centrifugally spinning
In the same position how Sonic ran
Daddy not a Super Sonic fan, fuck a glove
Momma want a ring on her knuckles like what’s in Sonic’s hands
Pussy is his promised land
Mecca is the black box, got ‘em on his knees like Islamic man Prayed to God and got a Cam and placed him in the center
Of placenta ff the place that you enter
To the hole like I play center
Layed up as my body and my face render graced is the great scepter
Incubated in a hydroponic grow box
With radiated glow rocks then closed up with a bolt lock
My birth certificate had no pops
It’s kinda like I’m baby Christ but instead of a manger it’s a dope spot
From a place were you don’t call cops
They cooking base inside the basement but the door ain’t locked
I was just a tot when I walked in and I saw them pots
Boiling hot
Weed as loud as Haitians in the barber shop
Patrons come to bargain shop the place to get that raw and rock
Take these vivid memories and place them in my story plot
Witnessing the birth of black Jason and the Argonauts
Armed and got a army set up bases on a foreign block corners pop
My life story’s a John Singleton movie
Rock slinging and Uzi’s, pot chiefing and looseys
Substitute me and make Pras leave out the Fugees
Am I ‘Pac or am I Big in that car seat in the Coogi
If it means I’ll be endowed with the God features then shoot me
What? Hold my car keys and my jewelry
I’ll concuss you , then I’ll spit out a hawk heave and a loogey
On your baby girl head like I’m flea in that movie
It’s killa season, getting even, the pistol squeezing
On these simple heathens, shipping bricks up to different regions
Like its Christmas season, committing treason
Prison system sneaking on me like a ninja creeping
So I Assassin Creed them
What if when you’re dying on your deathbed
The secret to revitalizing life is being breast fed
Before that moment that I’m dead
I’ll fuck so many virgins when I’m resurrected
I’ll wake up in a red bed
I encapsulate the universe sonically
My physiology represents the dichotomy
I think I now overstand the idolatry
If I’m dollar tree you, you climb on to me
You take fruit from me, you hang noose from me
If I’m dollar tree, you try chopping me
I wish a nigga wood, I’ll pop the trunk
There’s more bite than bark in me
I force the belief and all them addicts fall from me

5) When Gods Use Guns (S&M:DMT) Lyrics

This is what happens when Gods use guns
Batta
Smoke!
I’m a Jehovah’s Witness with no arms
When It come to that dough I’ma head knock
I hit the ground running how that whip work
Car flawless speeding through Bed Rock
I’m Rafiki in a dashiki
Sex simba, I mufasa
Brother lion to the king he a coon I’ma Ta Ta
Scar him, swallow slugs like Pumba
When I’m stressed out I do a woosah
I’ll flip a dub to a bird like the Wu sign
Them little piggies killed my dad out in Tucson
They ain’t know that nigga’s son was a wolf God
I burst shotties
Bullet holes O.D. in the middle of your body like the word body
This a purge party
I’ma bring the can in like its BYOB but I thirst hardly
Ima burn Marley Over your body
Puff, drop ash on tee Like Irv Gotti
Ink murder like cephalopod poison
My voice is just weaponized noises, Batta
I was born on July 21st
If I shoot you and you live you a cancer survivor
I’ll burn a Mac in your back
Like the dead black comedian’s ambulance driver
I screw ratchet hoes for the nut
And then bolt to twist up please hand me the pliers
You got a sack? I’ma make you all red
Put a cap to your head like Santa’s attire
The Devil’s just God in a ski mask
Leave you stiff for the base like freeze tag
Red dots when I squeeze mags
Batta turn a pale face to a fucking Japanese flag
That shit sound Mike Tyson on a speed bag
Bbbrbrbrbbrbrbbrbrbrb you can keep that
Shots rectum, lick lick they eat ass
Your red blood looks so pretty on green grass
I’m ‘bout dollars I’m cross seas like cent signs
I send shots across heads like lent time
My Trigger is a clitoris I hit a G spot
Anytime my finger get to flicking it’s a sex crime
I’m circumcised
But I’m ‘bout to have my foreskin re-attached so I can fit the work inside
Or I put a zipper on my scrotum
The cops come I fill it up with coka
I’ll take a hit of acid to the face like a misbehaved Arab woman
Crush a couple qualudes in a pack of puddin
I wait til she go to sleep then I smash her puss in
Hit it so good she wake up she glad she took it
Cops blasting bullets
They can give black man a red neck, nigga that’s an afro mullet
My plug is like a couch cuz he has the kush in
But he don’t let me in the kitchen when that crack is cooking
I want a Bugatti like Mickey Ward’s fans
My wrist game so strong like I got 4 hands
I’ll restructure the floor plan of the Lord’s land
If I have to waste another day as a poor man
Bitch I’m too lit
I’ma dilate my nostrils and hit this 8 ball like a pool stick
Sniff sniff snort ooh sniff
Whip whip whip, I need a new wrist
The deuce spit at you dudes with loose lips
Then I jet with a goon dough like Bruce did
Fuck a Consequence no Q-Tip
Young X boomer to your back I’m a new pit
I’m a stoner like a caveman
I can hold a blunt and light it with the same hand
I can break down glass and make sand
I can see the words in the numbers like Rain Man
When you pray you end it with an amen
When God pray he end it an A-Cam
I can stare straight at the sun with no rayban
All that bull shit in the Bible’s a straight scam
Generate, Operate, Destroy
My job description on this planet I’m employ
If Eve ate the apple I’m a fucking android
Satan whispered in my ear when I was just a little boy
Told me step out from the silence get adjusted to the noise
Kill them psychologically like i was studying with Freud
Nigga they stuck me in a void
Gods grab guns when they’re annoyed

6) Hallucinate Lyrics

[Chorus: Cambatta]
I think I’m hallucinating (ahh yeah)
I think I’m hallucinating
I must be hallucinating
Yeah, I’m hallucinating
Hallucinate
Hallucinate
Hallucinate
(x2)
[Verse 1: Cambatta]
Hallucinate, I’m truly baked
These ‘shrooms are great
The few I ate got me viewing space
In cubic shapes
Everything I see got a human face
Did the room just shake?
I could close my eyes and illuminate
From the
triple black to a fluid state
I been losing weight I got moves to makes
I got rules to break
And I don’t believe that my dookey stank
I got Gucci skates, I rock super capes
I’m like Tunechi babe
Cut the bird,
I got goose to rape
I put roofie in juice I drank
And I’m so high that I’m through the gate
Between truth and fake
Red or blue pill, I choose my fate
Smoke and fuck, am I Snoop or Drake?
I can see error In my future ways
When I Lucy take
Got me running home
I’mma pitch the ball, I Babe Ruth the base
I’mma rise early, make a rooster wake
I be getting trippy like I’m Juicy J
So confused and dazed

7) Too Loud Lyrics

8) Trippin Balls Lyrics

Hey thats not a blunt thats a unicorn penis
I’m tripping I’m a motherfuckin genius
I’ll buy a gram, zap myself with a shrink machine and smoke for life
Sleep in a stripper’s vagina what a cozy night
This reminds me of my mother’s womb
Warm, welcome to the mind of a rapper that sees drugs as food
[Chorus]
The acid and the shrooms got me tripping balls
The DMT fumes got me tripping balls
I’m going so deep I might trip and fall
I live life by a set of these specific laws
Get money find drugs trip [X4]
[Verse1]
Woot woot, shoot the deuce deuce
Through the roof of a goof troop
You a fruit loop, poop poop on ya new boots
Vroom vroom in the blue coupe soowoo Mewtwo with a new move oh
Weed smoke by the kilo cuz I need dough
Repo by the peep hole
Speak low reload what the heat hold
Keep low squeeze blow leave holes bleed slow negro
3’4 still dunk from the free throw
Please know the libido’s on beast mode
Speedos so the hoe see I’m a dingo
Cheat code on the beat flow like a hero
And if she greet me with deep throat I’m a G on a speed boat
Back to the, hood unlimited chicken wings for my people
Smoke

9) Holy Ghost/Sun Of Set Lyrics

[Verse 1 “Holy Ghost”]
If a nigga wanna brawl
Then a nigga wanna brawl
I’ma hit em in the jaw, then I sit him on the floor
While the video is on and I’m twittering it all
I was Living in the fog now I’m penning all these bars
In my head it’s a collage, you ain’t never know Connecticut was hard
‘Til I went and got the hill and ville invovled
I smell, I smell, I smell pussy
One shot will have you ushy gushy
When I talk you make cuckoo sound
God is racist for making doodoo brown
My penis needs attention, my testicles are blue
I think we need an intervention with some sex on the menu
I just wanna do god invented me to do
And then I entered her in less then 20 seconds I was through
[Chorus]
I caught the Holy Ghost
I caught the Holy Ghost
I caught the Holy Ghost
Yeah!
I fucked around
And caught the Holy Ghost
I caught the Holy Ghost
I caught the Holy Ghost
Yeah!

10) Lawdamercy Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m tight roping the Grand Canyon I’m high as fuck
My pipes holding a gram damn it I’m tryna puff
A psycho I’m the Van Damme of this rhyming stuff
It’s my flow that advanced planets are tryna clutch
So throw your diamonds up, but where is your pride?
Know how many tribes and innocent lives in Africa died so you can be shining up?
But still you at jeweler buying stuff cuz when you shining hoes is lining up
See I don’t bother with designers much, I can’t afford to pay the price for lust
Light the Dutch, I’ll be smoking til i bite the dust
High as heaven telling Christ what up
I be blessing every mic I touch, tiger punch!
Ken and Ryu, Guile Bison punk, genocide in every rhyme I bust
The state of Florida got my license fucked I rather stay at home then ride the bus
The greatest hustler ever I’m a mighty con
You my gayest customer ever, you a maricon
I write a song and ignite a bomb I’m a silent fire arm
Inside the palm of a child soldier reciting psalms
Amen
Lawdamercy
When I die just bury me In a Jordan jersey
[Verse 2]

11) Marcus Barvey Lyrics

Marcus Barvey
Selassie I, Amen Ra Batta’s God
Shalom Shabbat, Jah Alla, Dali Lam poppa
Arm and hammer make ya soft body rock
Automaton drop a bomb get my Sovereign on
I go to sleep inside a cryogenic chamber bed
Preserve my flesh so I don’t die before I make this bread
I’ll let dust from the angel spread through my crazy head
Then lick the coke off a razor’s edge and escape the Feds
I doggy paddle in the sea and make a tidal wave
I back stroke in a circle and cause a whirlpool
My current’s strong enough to set off a lightning chain fire rain
My blow can derail an iron train
I created every woman with my rib bone
I’m absorbing radiation with my skin tone
I’m just a stream of thought that my skin holds
And you are not you you’re just him cloned
Defying physics like a giant midget
My Favorite measurement of time is minutes
Cuz all I need is 60 and this world is hours
Every relic that you find in kemet I invented
I warp space so dark matter I’m trying to bend it
If knowledge was good as cash how would you spend it?
Africa diaspora I’m dying in it
Africa diaspora I’m dying in it
Cover mother earth’s skin with my genetic make up
I lash out but never mess her face up
Batta

12) Ghost In The Machine (Power of God) Lyrics

[Intro]
I die when I go to sleep everyday is birth
If money rules the world what’s your worth?
[Hook]
If you ain’t got the power then the world won’t believe you
Trying to do good, do a little evil
Cops don’t see you then it’s legal
I do this for my people, I’ll see you when I see you
You ain’t got power then the world won’t believe you
Trying to do good, do a little evil
Cops don’t see you then it’s legal
I do this for my people, see you when I see you
[Verse]
From crack smokers to black homeless
With rats roaches I’m freeing my people I’m black Moses
I split the sea so you see that the path opens
If you don’t see the evil that leads you, you lack focus
I keep the heat in the seat of the jeep
Creep til I see the police bleeding, them demons that made my dad soulless
Bad omens got me backbone-less
The cash loans of upperclass owns us
I strike back like bad Shaft with a gat holster
But fuck a badge I’m a black soldier, Black Panther, black cobra, rap’s Yoda
Black Hebrew, no pork at the Passover
Lyrics passed Hova but I’m still getting passed over
Rise from the dead in a cave push passed boulders
The New Testament I’m passed Torah
Hold up, Judas Priest that uses speech to rule the weak
Religion is the tool I reap…with
There’s 12 levels of a ruler’s reach
The thirteenth is not viewed or seen in full mystique
With the puns I am too succinct
Like Cuban Link the rope used to noose the streets
For the R.E.S.P.E.C.T. see me
In the C.T. streets with E.B.T. on me
Got the heat on me like CP3 from 3
Gold jewelry like CP3 oh sheesh
Pay a fiend get the TV free
Thats throwback like T.B.T
Hoes bring me free bread, pussy leak yeast for cheap
Bars on lock I’m D.O.C
I’m the D.O.G. in mirror I am G.O.D
Doc King fuck C.O.P.’s
Doc Brown don’t T.I. me
Do time for the machine document me
Dot com triple the dub then dot Ghandi
Me hot I be dot com click pops up me
The god M.C. I’m he
Inner telescope sinners get awoke
Piff is getting smoked think I need to get a second throat
Sick of jealous folk picking telling jokes, pistols sending note
Box em up, shots licking envelope, pen a quote
Hear the beat with a stethoscope and check the pulse
Defibrillate with an extra bolt your chest will jolt
This like the greatest shit I ever wrote
I ain’t get awake I been awoke
When in Rome I behead a pope
I stick a needle in my temple off the head I’m dope
Get a fix never broke
Blacks are now gentrified thugs
Food is just weaponized drugs, kettle fried crud
Crack is still a ghetto wide flood
Sinning all seven I does, tempted by lust
Fucking so I never find love
Cops tryna empty my blood all they get is my snub
They killing all the fathers, so momma gotta raise us
Why you think we got these feminized sons, Smoke!
And we ain’t hungry we just eating for the taste
We just fucking for the nut so the semen go to waste
We just spraying black babies like our penis was a jake
What if your momma told you that she conceived you by mistake
You call me Nigga to my face racist
And I’ll be busting off the metal like Forest Gump in them leg braces
I change paces when the game changes
Then I’ll assassinate your leader and remain nameless for payments

13) Spark of Divinity II (Perfect Poetree) Lyrics

It’s like the sweetest thing I’ve even known
Since a fetus thinking belly’s home
Blind and still I’ve seen the kingdom heaven holds
It’s hidden deep in each and every soul
You can’t defeat it if you let it roam
And though I need it I still let it go
I think that freedom sings in baritone
Adjust your frequency and hear the ohm
Quantum entanglement I’m here to comb
Mind to brain is Internet to phone
I think I hear the music inside of me
Is this a skeleton or a scale of tone?
Ironically her ear rings are gold herringbone
Medu Neter I can hear her moan
Every time we bury bone inside her
Death is sex to globe
Life’s a vacation and death is home
Your body’s property you never own
But still I keep it fresher than the fruits on Dr. Sebi’s stove
Some endeavors should be left alone
You may see the hero in the methadone
Med usa getting stoned
Stimulate my psychedelic pleasure zone
Fear the pheromones when I’m Pharoah mode
Trace my DNA to a Kemetic throne
I’m filling up my mental with the lesser knowns
And hateful eyes create stares that I step up on
The heart inside my chest is gold
My head is blown like Kobe fro back with Eddie jones
As hoes exit me and my exes do the X and O’s
Her Levi’s are like the levys to the heavy flow
Of genetic clones from the testicle
I took a slow walk down forever’s road
And ended up somewhere between a rap and a Pleasant Poem
Moonwalk Michael Jack, Joe Pesci flow
Fire off the head like M.J. with the Pepsi though
How much truth does your legend hold?
What if heaven’s hot and hell is cold
I catch a shark with no worm at the end of pole
Master of the bate this is sex alone

14) Blessing From God Lyrics

[Intro]
As I lay me down to sleep I pray to God I live
Through all the sinning, women, pitching bricks and mixing different shit to trip and binge
All these metaphors I see in life while hell is spreading dark at speed of light
Am I just numbing in life or getting one with Christ I guess it’s me too decide
[Verse 1]
I remember thinking heaven was up in the clouds
Guess it was true ‘cause the only time I get to heaven is puffing that loud
Got to the fountain of youth but it got a sign that say no coloreds allowed
I give a fuck what anybody think of me long as my mother is proud
I don’t know what I’ma do, ever since I took them shrooms
I see the world in a whole different microscope like it broaden my view
Mary is getting abused, Bishop just gave me the juice
Why is that the most illegal things on this earth are what make us amused
[Chorus]
If you breathing right now it’s a blessing from God
If you hear me right now it’s a seeing from God
If you cheifing right now it’s a blessing from God
‘Til you see this you will never evolve
Put love in your heart and you’ll better the odds
And make sure you pick when destiny calls
[Verse 2]
Anywhere I go I feel like I’m king of that biotch
Take it infinity beyond so Ima be great if it takes me an eon
Walking around with my gi on Mayweather when I’m pissed I’m the champ peon
Beat a cheetah in a 300 meters my feet are so endale E.I
I don’t know what I’ma do, ever since I took them shrooms
I feel becoming a God is something I should actual try and pursue
Never rely on a fool, knowledge is my only tool
My purpose in life is to become the greatest rap artist that I ever knew

15) Something Ain’t Right Lyrics

Something ain’t right
I grew up in a neighborhood
Where everybody’s mother got a problem with that pipe
Something ain’t right
I grew up in a neighborhood
Where everybody’s father figure Ain’t nowhere in sight
Something ain’t right, Lord
How are you my Father when they tell me that your only son is white
I grew up in a paradigm where colored people kneeling on they knee
To get the worshipping a cracker named Christ
Something ain’t right
How I’m supposed to learn to be a husband
When I’ve never seen my mother as a wife
Something ain’t right
How I’m supposed to ever be a daddy
When I had to teach myself to ride a bike
Something ain’t right, Lord
The only way I know to get this dough
Is with a rock or with a mic
Grammy had to empty out her pension just to make sure we had heat
And we had food and we had clothes and we had lights
Something ain’t right
Every time I see a flashing redand blue light
I be fearing for my life
Something ain’t right
God forbid there ever be a war
I hope my brothers and my sisters can unite
Something ain’t right, Lord
I’m working to live
And I’m living to work til I die
The government manipulates your mind so they control and tell you every thing you like
And base your history on lies
Something ain’t right
They telling all our women they ain’t pretty
Unless they at a certain weight and certain height
Something ain’t right
They telling all our women they ain’t pretty if they dark
And you look better if you light
Something ain’t right, Lord
They scandalizing sex
And make us hate the the way we look and feel inside
Every time I gaze into the mirror I’m just looking for my flaws instead loving what i see because it’s mine

16) The Shaman Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I wake up like yesterday gave birth to me
And I live like every day is the first for me
If I die just listen to this
I’ll be living through the words in every verse
That you heard from me
I philosophy
I have a theory on metaphysics that haunts my mind
Let me try to explain
See my being is being contained
So what you seeing isn’t me, it’s just something my being be in
See I’m really the soul that my body keeps in
The energy that you only feel when I’m speakin’
My physical features are just features
My mouth is no different than speakers
My eyes are like cameras
Ears are like microphones, and it gets deeper
See what if when you die you really waking up
And what you thought was your life is a dream
And you made it up?
I think about the power of the human brain
Mother Nature made birds and we made planes
Fish have gills, we made scuba gear
The future’s near, just think about what we doing here
What’s the definition of a god?
Creator, omnipotent power that sees all
We capable of all three, I mean really though
With one click of a button I could see any ho
With one click of a button I could learn anything
If knowledge is power than why ain’t I already king?
I dedicate this to the smart niggas
And loved ones that aren’t with us

17) Escape From The Womb Lyrics

What does it mean to escape the womb?
Earth is just seed in an even bigger womb (‘Batta)
What is life? (Smoke, yeah)
How do you define something that you never truly understand?
It’s all in my mind, all in my mind
It’s all in my mind, all in my mind
It’s all in my mind, all in my mind
It’s all in my mi-i-ind
It’s all in my dream, all in my dream
All in my dream, all in my dream
All in my dream, all in my dream
All in my drea-ee-eam
I wasn’t born by a rock and a hard place
I was born by a rock of that hard base
Everyday there was a murder and a car chase
Momma rented the kitchen, table was all weight
Burnt spoons residue up In my cornflakes
Turn the TV on and find porn tapes
Who the fuck is sleeping in my hallway
Big John got the back yard like Broadway like all day
Epidemic for real
The shit is set up in the ghetto that the senate instilled for eugenics and bills
My whole family got the brunt of it
The effect on our genetic ill, smoke a blunt to it
40 glass broken on the ball court
Metaphor for why niggas always fall short
Crooked cops hospital with crooked docs
You dying they just look and watch
Shit’s real no stamps gotta skip meals
Kids get killed depending how pigs feel
And to them it’s not even a big deal
It’s just another little black nigga from the hill
It’s plenty more, I ain’t taking it any more
My Chevy door gotta machete sword for the shredded pork
I blame it on the crack or the Betty Ford
12 steps just just to see it’s far many more
Hello, my name’s Cam I’m an addict
It’s more like a lifestyle than a habit
I can’t shake it can’t beat I gotta have it
Positive attracts negative like a magnet

Smoke & Mirrors 2: The Crack Baby (2015)

1) OhMaLawd Lyrics

[Intro: Cambatta]
Do what I do
I say what I say
Oh my lord, oh my lord
Oh my lord, oh my lord
Smoke
[Verse 1: Cambatta]
The government is evil
They’re fuckin’ with the people
And none of it is legal
And none of us believe you
Don’t let a bubble-butt deceive you
Soon as your funds is up, she’ll leave you
No matter what you trust, it’s “fuck you”
If you bummy but if ya money’s up they need you
Eeny, meeny, miny, moe
Kidnap your kid and don’t let him go
Put a ransom on his head
If you don’t get the bread, then he dead when that metal blow
Never commit to a ghetto ho
She only fuckin’ to get the dough
Hole in your condom and now the ho pregnant
But is you the daddy? You’ll never know
Left out of C-T, the weather cold
How I’m in Florida with heavy snow
Seven O’s, pedico, Chevy door
Headin’ home from med-i-co
There they go, there they go
Steady, slow; window down, let it blow
Check if they dead, and I roll
This is how everyday go
Most recite-able
Most reliable
Dope supplier who’s quotes inspire you
Don’t hold me liable
Hope you don’t overdose and die
And you grow for higher
So don’t deny the truth
You speakin’ to the man
Speakin’ to the man that wrote the Bible
Lord

2) God On Crack Lyrics

[Intro: Cambatta]
I’m just a fuckin’ fiend in a long-ass dream
So fuck you, and everything in between
[Verse 1: Cambatta]
I’m sleepin’ in the bed that they conceived me in
Checkin’ in the hotel they shot King up in
The podium they shot X, while I preach to them
The opium that got Basquiat’s what I’m cheefin’ with
I’m fuckin’ in that manjor they birthed Jesus in
Climax, leave it in
Never shall we meet again
I’m drinkin’ out that cup that Christ bleedin’ in
Cookin’ crack in the pot that the rich man’s peein’ in
I’m cummin’ in the womb that you came up out
I came up in before you even came about
My sperm saw the egg and had to change its route
Crack baby; I’m just lucky that I made it out
I take the crack up out the water and strain it out
Crack schemes make the crack fiends rave and shout
Swimmin’ in an ocean full of slave bones
I’m a hostage of the giver of the bank loans
Every time I leave my porch, I shoulda stayed home
I get that liquor in my system and brake, bones
[Hook: Cambatta]
I promise you don’t want it with the ‘Batta man
I promise you don’t want it with the ‘Batta man
I never felt the embrace of my father’s hand
That why that thang-thang is braced up in ‘Batta’s hand
All my life I get so high that I don’t wanna land
What would you do if your God told you that his God is Cam’?

Smoke & Mirrors ( The Porch ) 2013

1) Sounds of the Cosmos ( The Porch ) Lyrics

Monumentas occassion
Congregate on the porch the conversations engaging
Pot is blazing I’m waiting
Direct deposit at midnight
I’m got them hating
They ain’t fucking with me I’m like ovulation
Contemplating on this Dali painting
My persistent memory is telling me that time is wasting
I only fuck with shrooms on occasion
And when I do I make observations
Connecting with the constellations
And now I have a different outlook on that plot in matrix
Eating fried chicken with the oracle
You would think cuz she was black that it was good … it’s horrible
Words of a wise man
Wings of a bird when I’m heard I do not land
What your hearing in your headset is not cam
It’s a musical expression of who I am
Thats a scientific Explanation
Prophecizing Like a Mayan with a education
I drop rhyme and deep inside you feel in-trepidation
Cuz im tighter Vagina of a the freshest asain
Multi syllabical acrobactical
Rapping in algorhytms capatible to what apple do
Shaq Fu slap you til black and blue
That dudes bad new to these rapping crews
Im was Cultured in petree dish
I can’t live im to focus We exist
I don’t hate humans it’s just Most of em are Devious
I feel a war coming I’m soldier I will bleed this
Im pleading the first listen and Plead the 5th
Columbian devils breath Breathe and sniff
My thinking shifts as the seasons switch
Aye royce Tell rhianna im a sink her ship !

2) Brief Conversation Lyrics

As I analyze life I question every facet
Like what it really takes to get that legendary status
Like do I have to dance around the stage like a tap dancing nigga or can I just talk with y’all
Like Professor X can’t and walk wit yall
Cuz nobodies perfect there is fault in all
If you ever trip ill Support your fall
Cuz maybe your not ready for that walk let’s crawl
Or better yet lay here stare up at the stars
And talk about those monuments appearing up on mars
Visuals of niburu and spiritual and rituals with ayawauasa witches brew
I’m Clearing all my thoughts
Apperently lost
But If parents were just parents all this fear in me that haunts
Won’t infer wit me at all
My therapy is songs
And I know I That I can make you all adherent if it’s strong
And lyric are da bomb
(Verse 2)
Tick tick boom
Gotta rich soon
The time on this wrist is
666 doom
Ita Hectic the right side of Slick Ricks room neglected
I hate it when I’m in this mood
Eye I patch my wounds with magical green flowers
Sex food and music im using that sweet sour
Pop a oxy like a moron
Wordplay
It’s still Wednesday bitch why you Thursday

3) Jazzterbation Lyrics

My brain got a hard drive in it
3 terabytes of mc perasites
New Js saturdays coppin pair in site
Never will I wear em twice
I never had a fear of heights but my degree is of highest of the fareinheits
And my demeaner is the lowest of the Celsius and my got wallets potential is of the wealthiest
No lion I’m allergic to cat fur everything I say is a superflous rapture
Down periscope I submerge em in rap verse
Before we converse get a surgical mask first
Epidemic you can catch and spread it, but if your intellect less then you can never get, hepatitis free but my abc’s are ill
Since I arrived every mc needs a will
Smith no wesson
Slick like the oil no need for the weapon
I follow with an answer if you lead with a question
I write it in stone cuz I down need a correction
Energys what I’m spreading
Like I’m bleeding ephedrine
Im the Leader of the league of the legends so i
Compete with aggression
To leave an impression
Cuz trying to suceeds an obsession
Im Sac religious
But black and gifted
Got glasses on but never lack the vision
Like a mathematician
Cash and sinning
Is a everyday thing like
Blacks in prison
I see thru it like the fabric linen
So im carrying protection like magics women should I ain’t mad I’m winning tho im in debt paying lifes tolls for my bad decisions
So what do say
Am I the kind a artist you would go outta your way, to listen to
Or is there more I should be given you like better visuals or something more political more story line, gangstas criminals, or go the royce route and brag about genitals, couple chicks songs, something more spiritial, or skateboard shit like kick flips verials, well i am like RODney mullen I’m nice on the boards but im hardley stuntin I think just do me tho No regrets no sorry buttons

4) Lyrics Mckenna (Bring It On) Lyrics

Mental visions Of a young Terrence mckenna
I feel em when I’m rhyming
I’m chilling Vibin tripping psysiban singing phyllis hyman
Rhythm can splitta diamonds
I come across smart
Metaphorically I’m Noah lost ark
I’m 2x times you when a thought sparks
I don’t just rap this is called art
Steady strumming on the strings of life
Heavy trumpets steady humming I can see light
Heavy drumming steady bumping
So I’m free to fight
For liberation of thought for you me alike
I orchestrate like a heterosexual whale
On the shores of great ness
Bare witness to arms that they bare wit surrender like bear victim

to cash air sniff it Breathe
My olfactory bulb is money motivated
II’m stuck in a rut that our
Country cultivated
We product of ghettos people wit doe created
We can cry a river of blood and money will golden gate it
I’m jealeus of Jesus it seems he Jehovah s only favorite and why ain’t he Savin the kids kony supposly slaying
My hope is tainted
Smoking haze and
Tryna give the beat the same heat hovi gave it
Flow Retarded like in
Pro creating when both related
You a fat boys plate overated
My body 25 but my soul ancient
Hoping my story got 50 mo pages
Working like a Cuban with a visa til I’m making purchases like mark Cuban with a visa
Moving like a cheetah
Think as monumental as the ruin up in giza
You the Brutus to my ceasar
Bread like pita
Do it for my dawgs like peta
Sick of handling a pan like peter
Heater … hand
The chemistry is magnetic
Turn your life to a memory in see half second
But that ain’t me see my energy is in rap session and keeping pussy around me I call it aesthetics
Never jealous I’m just mad zealous chubby nigga with a wallet full of a mad lettuce
Raisen the level
Of the the bass and the treble
Turn my volume up to the max
Til it’s shaking ya rental
Cuz me to musics like
Braces to dental it keep me straight when I stressful the monster within me will change in the jekel
Baggin sagging Barry mane
In a cadillac With a half a bag mary jane
Numbing life so I dont feel the pain
Since I went insane on shrooms shit I ain’t been the same
More enlightened
Demigod I comquered strongest titan
Emancipated my state of mind I called
It zion
Daniel when he fought the lion I’m lying
I’m David slingshot to you giants

5) Spaceship Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m getting higher than a sky scraper
Last year i smoked five acres
1 blunt 5 flavors this is my nature
I get the whole world high with just my vapors
My Divine savior resides in this white paper
It’s like a light saber I use to ignite haters
I say my prayers but to a different god
They found me in a capsule in an unidentified crater
Superman like Shaq from ‘99 Lakers
You’re like Vin Baker meets Von Wafer
Blahzay blah mamacusaa
Cambatta boombiyah hallelujah
Allah Akbar if heaven’s real then I’m not far
I keep a lot in that pot jar in my sock drawer
And I bet it be the freshest weed you ever seen
I’ll call you out like Primrose Everdeen
I flow deep like the seven seas
With more joints than eleven knees
There’s an alien inside of my flesh
E.T. phoned home tryna get to me
My blunt is like a spaceship
I’ma take you every where I take it
I take trips to other planets for strange shit
All I need is a studio and a blank disc

6) The Chronic Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cambatta]
They say I’m sitting on a high horse
It’s cuz I’m clam baked in a mustang
I used to not smoke cuz my father did
I wasn’t really fucking with the drug thang
But now I’m stressed out and I’m older
Got the weight of the world upon my shoulders
Got high the first time with my uncle Mark
Turned little Cambatta to a smoker
But I love him for that
I been destined for this since i started fucking withPpat
You would think we was blood brothers if I wasn’t so black
So many times that I’ve been broke he’d slide a bug when he dap me like “here”
It’s a double edged sword
No matter how many blunts I always want more
I’m counting out pennies, I’m walking to the store
Fifty cent Phillies, I smoke my lungs raw
[Hook: Rafijah Siano]
[Verse 2: Cambatta]
Eddie deuce
Beat so gutter like belly juice fresh with the setups ooh
I get it cracking like Zeus when he let em loose
I need green can’t live without vegetables
I stay high when I’m in the booth
And fuck a job a neck tie means I’m in a noose
Analyzing my piss
The nurse opened up the cup and got high from the shit
Potent, Barsenio, A.R. semi go
Back to Africa where my soul can forever glow
Braid at the bottom of my Eddie fro let it grow
Marry that first ho that barks when I say to go
Whoa, that’s the shit that I be thinking ‘bout
When I smoke I take life and pull the meaning out
When I cop it better even out
Or I’ma get it popping like a blunt that I forgot to pull the seeds up out

7) Anti Gravity Lyrics

Gravity defiant
Aiming for the Heavens til I’m actually in Zion
Rewriting the books in the Academy of Science
Invisible wings I imagine that I’m flying til I’m passing through Orion
Getting high like the Ribbon in the sky
I’m so fly I can tie it in a bow, whoa
Aerodynamic every time I flap my wings
Butterfly effect I’m remapping things
Aware of every change that my actions bring
I question everything I’m like Larry King but I rap and sing
I’m more open minded got blacker genes
I swear right hand on the Bible
But for my right hand man I’d lie on trial
My life on vinyl, the fact we don’t die kinda got me suicidal
Cuz what if my energies reabsorb in the cycle
And I come back as your idol with memories of my past life, I’ll be mad nice
Battle of the white vs. black Christ
Or is it all a lie, zeitgeist?
I’m just tryna live life twice
I just gotta roll the right dice
Relying on the chronic til I’m dying like I’m sonic
When he’s fighting with Robotnic
It’s most likely hydroponic
I siphon all the knowledge til I’m righteous like Muhammad
I think about nature and all of its behaviors
And how it all relates to my purpose for the greater
I’m servicing my neighbors smoking purple til it’s vapors
Not the purple like the Lakers talking herbal I’m the bakers man
If you shake my hand
You’ll taste weed residue if you taste your hand, I smoke
Money is the devil slavery is real
I’m working half my life away to pay these fuckin bills
I smoke a little weed just to brighten how I feel
Then they throw me in a cage with 30 days to appeal

8) Tronological Slaughter Lyrics

All hail to the late bloomers who should’ve made it way sooner
But put in work and now they spreading like a brain tumor
I’m pop locking in my grey Pumas
I hot box in front of state troopers
They call me Luther cuz I’m in the van with the dro like the gay crooner
Speaking of gay fuck J. Hoover, he’s JFK’ s shooter
I like gays I think Frank’s super
I really hope he has a great future
But what you do in your bedroom keep to yourself bruh I’m straight cooter
Booty and fake hooters! Who do it like they hoovers!
A couple of them Fifty Shades of Gray cougars
And show ‘em the dark shade is way cooler
Batta man leader of the Taliban
Taking over all the land you can call me Charlemagne
I’m raping ya with the Saudi for the oil
Assassinating you like Gaddafi cuz you’re loyal
It’s all for the spoils of the royal
Meanwhile I’m getting roots deep in the soil
Seed sprouts, busting through concrete I’m free now
The rose that grows from street trials
In the physical realm I’m not free
But in the metaphysical realm God’s me
Inherited the words from Ali
So he don’t gotta talk, his voice inside me
Platinum FUBU, my tapes aces first packs from Lulu
Stack is noodles sincere I’m tryna go back to Zulu
New jack I hate paying taxes screw you

9) Doctrine of Liberty Lyrics

I’m lost in a mental labyrinth
I’m a person with a purpose that accidentally happened
Hovering through life like Spike Lee camera angles
Society has noosed my neck it appears I’m strangled
Death so close I can hear the angels
Singing Pledge of Allegiance to the flag of a devil in a halo
Gave us paper for our gold
Ankle bracelets on our souls
They tainted mother nature and they raped her through her holes
Invisible jail cells
Digital augmented realities
Social security numbers are human barcodes
There’s an oil spill on aisle 666
This is a game of monopoly
That they play with economies
Psychological ball and chain
A 9 to 5 is a third of my life
After all the eating, fucking and sleeping all I have time to do is cry
If we all know were gonna die, why are we so content with not living ?

10) Lawdamercy Lyrics

[Verse 1]
I’m tight roping the Grand Canyon I’m high as fuck
My pipes holding a gram damn it I’m tryna puff
A psycho I’m the Van Damme of this rhyming stuff
It’s my flow that advanced planets are tryna clutch
So throw your diamonds up, but where is your pride?
Know how many tribes and innocent lives in Africa died so you can be shining up?
But still you at jeweler buying stuff cuz when you shining hoes is lining up
See I don’t bother with designers much, I can’t afford to pay the price for lust
Light the Dutch, I’ll be smoking til i bite the dust
High as heaven telling Christ what up
I be blessing every mic I touch, tiger punch!
Ken and Ryu, Guile Bison punk, genocide in every rhyme I bust
The state of Florida got my license fucked I rather stay at home then ride the bus
The greatest hustler ever I’m a mighty con
You my gayest customer ever, you a maricon
I write a song and ignite a bomb I’m a silent fire arm
Inside the palm of a child soldier reciting psalms
Amen
Lawdamercy
When I die just bury me In a Jordan jersey
[Verse 2]

11) Harry The Tubman Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Only some of us live but all of us die
None us laugh as much as we cry
All of that beauty with nothing inside
All of that money and none of your pride
None of you fight you run and you hide
But only the strong are gonna survive
The country is under corruption it’s running on nothing but money were trusting their Lies
They puppet our lives
If I told you bout all of this stuff on my mind i can swear that my tongue’ll be tied
Either that or in government custody stuck in them cuffs with a gun in my side
If my sisters and brothers combine
And we let all our love intertwine
Like the sun we gon shine cuz all us one of a kind
There’s nothing but time
But we waste it on chasing the paper
And banging on haters and hunching them dimes
All this shit is disrupting your grind
Only truth when it comes to the rhymes
Beautiful music is something divine
Visionary I’ll uncover your eyes
Flow is telescopic hubble with mine
Just come for the ride
[Hook]

12) Jazzterbation II (Left Hand) Lyrics

[Verse 1]
When I jazzterbate I bust
Beat jack you’re late, I’m on time
Mind over matter if the gold wasn’t mined in my mind it don’t matter
But I still listen
Wipe the blood off of the diamond it still glisten
But the pain is still in them
Kids starving at the bottom of the food chain
I’m only one step up still tryna get a new chain
Back stroking through the ocean of hope
My body is haunted my soul is a ghost
That man in the mirror is only a host
The God in me is awoke when my vocals evoke
I serve scriptures, Caron Butler
Take a second let your mind buffer
To backboards I’m the top toucher
If Jay Z’s the goat then I’m Rucker
Niggas dying for attention
To point that they dying from the tension
Provider of your lessons, I’ll guide you while you rise into ascension
Divine as interventions of them Fivers in correctional facilities
Making brothers outta they enemies
Will I forever be a slave of my identity?
Or will I live like I can’t die cuz I’m energy?
Fuck luck this destiny

13) Zeitgeist Haze Lyrics

Exhale vapors, gaze in the smoke
It’s a ghost from the fire that I blaze when I tote
Celestial particles of my burn victims
Only sacrificing the herbs to earn wisdom
Rap scholar I’m down to my last dollar
Mad drama last saga of Andromeda’s me
What you’re getting is Cam’s heart on a beat
If struggle is quick sand then Cambatta is deep
Look I’ve seen a lot in my life, the trauma the strife
I’m locked in economy’s vice
Media’s molding our minds it’s pottery night
Open your eyes, 9/11 was an obvious heist, truth
They’re taking our freedom, Obama is white
Religion’s just a depiction of the stars in the night, Chuuch
If knowledge is power and honor is might
Then life is a battle not all of us fight
I’m swinging, shadow boxing, my doctrines are like a jab I’m knocking facts into your noggin
You dodge em I’m Tim Bradley robbing
Snatch a nigga’s cash up off him slash him like a fraction problem
If my Dad’s watching I’m thankful that he ain’t grab a condom
Original man with a cynical plan
To be a god and hold the world in the midst of hand
I’m taking my chromosomes and I’m switching the strands
Til I’m stronger than Arnold and smarter than kids in Japan
I’m tweeking, I spark chaos I’m part Aesop’s
I’m part Madoff and part Adolf
I parlay off shore in Barbados
With the rich white banking cartels that play golf
I’m sicker than a plague cough
Quicker then when dipping in a whip and it got straight naus’
Sipping liqour by the pitcher like it’s May 4th
Or is it may 5th, and I’m a straight spic?
Words are forms of expression I like to play with
By twisting them in complex rhyme patterns to make chips
Shit, I Got the grade a piff
And a Bajan bitch badder than Bebe’s kids
I’m James Naismith
I’m heated like Bayless vs. Steve A Smith, believe that shit
It’s Batta I’m out of this world I’m like a spaceman
Since that keg stand with Mike’s water in Space Jam
Placebo effecting yall niggas
I don’t even need substance to get to yall niggas
I’ll shoot a 3 then steal it and shoot a 3 again
In 8.9 seconds and Reggie yall niggas
Ahead of yall niggas you ain’t ready my niggas
If life was money blacks are pennies my nigga
You throw ‘em in the gutter, seclude ‘em from the lighter coins
Throw ‘em to a bum he spend it on crack and invite his boys
Your music is classified as a type of noise
My music clever like Trojan horses inside of Troy
They classify it as a new school sound
How my voice can project like Coo Coo Cal
40 acres a mule and a few thou
I’m Standing at my mailbox waiting it’s due now
Smoke and mirrors life is like a magic show
A bunch of illusions for manipulating the average soul
But I can see that slight of hand
Looking close and digging deep’s how you defeat that kind of plan
Self sustain get knowledge and be happy
Smoke and mirrors coming soon, scream at me

14) The Watchmen Lyrics

[Verse 1: Cambatta]
Another posse cut
I’m the cocky fuck
That no one knows that fucked, the roster up
Then you spark a blunt &
hear a God amongst
Men-nonite (Men or Knight)
, Christ on cross with a pen to write
My ink blood, I’m penning life ‘til I’m heaven’s height
Do CID
,
And dream a dream so lucid
I’ll travel back in time before you lived
Threaten your father a day before shooting you in
And make him fuck your mom to my music, like ‘Batta’s that new shit
I’m opposite Newton, I’m Scottie on Ewing
My shottie so spoiled, B-B-BRAT! I’m shooting
Fornicate a lot, I’ll record a rape and watch
While freebasing a quarter eight of rock, I’m stupid
Recognize patterns mind, Seven times Saturn wide
1/1 suicides, genocide, recognize
I forever shine so bright, that I’m wrecking eyes
Your retina’s blind like Helen’s eyes
(Smoke!)
I’m sitting on the porch with my sociopathic ass
Liquor by the quart, and a O of that Cali grass
This shit is like a fort, I’m a soldier that battles tracks
Not a sacrificial lamb of that battle in Iran
I ain’t chattel, I am cam
The lower case version
Still smoking dro, even though I ain’t working
Fuck a vote ballot, I’m stuck in my home rapping
‘Till the flow is so dope I give Oprah a coke habit

Visionary 2 (2010)

1) Stoopid Lyrics

[Verse: Cambatta]
I’m so guerrilla like Don Cheadle’s face
I’m Earl Manigault before he needed base
I own stock in several separate Norwegian banks
Money transcends skin color, I don’t need a race
My design was derived from Stan Lee
Unequivocal mind I combine with hand speed
Make a nigga look like he died by stampede
Even with a pair of God’s eyes, you can’t see
Me mother fucker, I’m critically acclaimed for dicking dames
And having chicks limping with a cane
Your reign on the top was short like Verne Troyer
Short like Allen I., before he turned Hoya
My vocal abilities paranormal activity
You don’t see me visually, but you hear, and you feeling me
So like it like a simile, or hate it like a enemy
I got a big face, for every leg on a millipede
[Hook:]
[Verse 2: Cambatta]
Out of this world shit E.T.’s diaper
I prove it in the next B.E.T. cypher
Enough bail money to release three lifers
And I ain’t lying/lion, I’m a liger
Every time I lay a hook, I’m feeling like I’m Beowulf
Fucking chicks good enough to make them want to stay and cook
Better not be hot grits, I be on that rock shit
Rougher than a mosh-pit, disgusting like some hok spit
Hypothetically speaking, if I have never been beaten
And my genetics are reaching a levels medically beasting
Colder than the weather when the temperature’s freezing
So that word hypothetical is technically treason
I’m a rottweiler mixed with a swamp monster
Mix that with John Conner, shitting on you dot com’mers
I got them sweating like a hot sauna
It’s bata-bata, the top dollar
Black guido I pop collars

2) So Good Lyrics

It’s so good
It’s so good
(Reasonable)
It’s so good
[Verse One] [Nino Bless]:
Nino!
Ayo, it’s so good how I do this
Your flow is Sarah Palin stupid which don’t pertain to my music
Content, I constantly rock shit,
I rhyme sick
You just rhyme sick like stick, slick
Simple one syllable ass rapping shit for brains
I’m like the new Big Daddy Kane minus the pimping thang
A young Rakim minus the sniffing cane
A young G. Rap on these Roads To Riches switching lanes
The kids insane, raising the stakes soon
I blaze tunes to make the elephant change rooms
And I can’t wait till I drop
Watch rappers get shook like Mickey Factz in a room with Rae’s goons
Ice Water, mic’s I slaughter
You will never see me in no one’s shadow like Night Crawler
I’m 5’4” with an Eiffel height aura
Sneaking into your top five now put it in size order
You hearing Nino’s flow on tracks and (it’s so good)
Damn, huh
These cats is all hype but ain’t killing the mic feel me (yeah)
Yo Crook we going innnnn