Speech Cobras

[Intro: Dialogue from the film Pi] When I was a little kid, my mother told me not to stare into the sun. So once when I was six, I did. The doctors didn't know if my eyes would ever heal. I was terrified, alone in that darkness. Slowly, daylight crept in through the bandages, and I could see, but something else had changed inside of me [Verse 1: Mr. Lif] I'm the fire bearer, holder of the sun The earth and the universe combined as one An everlasting energy taking all forms Blue skies on sunny days, terrible storms The one who tears down what you adorn And curses the material things that you mourn But look up in the sky because I am the dawn And the light that empowers your flesh as you yawn Strong, undeniably so, Lif better known as a society foe The deity glow reach into my center I bet you feel pleasure and pain as you enter The tormentor, pleaser, embracer, squeezer As your skeleton crush, your physical turns into gelatin, plus Due to over stimuli, you liquify I send you back to the earth soil to quench the turmoil When the ground splits to swallow of corporations and cops Give birth to rocks so we can have solid ground on which to walk Stand strong and talk and write down theories in chalk on the side walk [Hook] The devil lurks and my heart irks for the hell Look into the eyes of a nigga who fell The devil lurks and my heart irks for the hell Look into the eyes of the... [Verse 2: Jus Allah] My style orbits round nine planets of forces Ominous metaphorics envision a devil corpses Lion hoarder, mad scientist slash author Present the type of horror that boils your holy water Get warped with the knowledge that folds the holy father Hard boys become toys inside the real saga So why bother, my whole floor alliance is harder So bring the drama, we all know that science is smarter I set off crowds, style wild like a circus I seek new souls when I walk past churches Allah praise you, stay true to a devout purpose Seeking out the wise wherever the God searches Flows that I embark on leave your squadron shadow dodging Lyrics assault men like slugs that fill harkness No option, narrow odds Fucking with gods is straight gambling with your tarot cards [Hook] [Verse 3: Ikon the Verbal Hologram] Open the gates of Midian, for the fangs like the flesh Three cyborgs who Bang like Ladesh We hang the best, spit venom until your face burn Yet the critics are parasitic like a tape worm The hate burn, scathe the nerve of a Buddhist Snake turn and fake yearns; the kiss of Judas We take lives with knives steady abusing you With the vicious intentions of denting your uvula Bruising you with text of a Harvard class Ikon will smash into shards of glass To reform into a whirlwind of sand Then reborn into the word Hologram A solemn man with plans to entwine matter Minds splatter from the grind of my divine hammer [Hook] [Outro: Dialogue from the film Pi] 12:45, Restate my assumptions: 1. Mathematics is the language of nature. 2. Everything around us can be represented and understood through numbers. 3. If you graph the numbers of any system, patterns emerge. Therefore: There are patterns everywhere in nature