Ridiculoid
Cannibal Ox Lyrics

Shutup yo, yo, yo, yo
Quiet down, be silent

My life's not right [check one]
My life is not going well, not in order

My life's not right [check two]
My life is not going well, not in order

My life's not right [check three]
My life is not going well, not in order

Are you ready?
Are you prepared?

When I send a sickness (ease down) dark soldiers
When I spread a contagious illness, affecting troubled individuals

Fallin' in with flying debris
Getting caught up in chaotic situations

And bad programs of landmines
Dangerous situations that are difficult to avoid

That remind me of the sexiest of slow jams
Evoking memories of seductive and mesmerizing music

I pull a Glock or fiver murder the group by numbers
I use a gun or knife to kill the group systematically

I was nursed by the biggest of buildings
I was raised in a massive urban environment

And had the sonic volcanic cap
And possessed explosive and powerful abilities

That the butcher have attached to his dead mother
Similar to the weapon used by a ruthless killer

Now this material might walk with a twitch and live for the twisted shit
Now this individual may exhibit unusual behavior and enjoy unconventional things

Images of boy scouts getting pistol whipped
Visuals of innocent individuals being violently attacked

Electronic talents fold
Artificial skills become obsolete or irrelevant

The realest television is the one that talks out loud to you
The most authentic form of entertainment speaks to you directly

When the plug is corroded out
When the connection or source becomes damaged

And they say productivity is up this month but I've lost my passion
Despite society's increasing productivity, I no longer have the drive or enthusiasm

Sick of waiting in line for my weekly chocolate ration
Tired of enduring monotonous and limited rewards or pleasures

Its bad health and industrial sadness
It represents societal decline and unhappiness

Never helped by tofu franks or sadistic maggots
Not aided by artificial or unpleasant remedies

This addiction is more random
This obsession or compulsion occurs without a clear pattern

I walk door to door Mormon style spitting my sick tantrums
I go from place to place expressing my uncontrollable outbursts

Because I wasn't born handsome
Because I do not possess natural physical attractiveness

Now that my life's complete with a capacity to push greatness buttons
Now that I have achieved fulfillment and possess the ability to achieve success

With beats that have to be registered
With rhythms and sounds that are distinctive and noteworthy

As sex offenders represented to the public
Eliciting discomfort and offense to society, akin to sex offenders

I'll exfoliate your face with the acid inside my stomach
I will metaphorically burn and strip away your superficiality with my harsh words

Binge and purge, we live in thirty second blurbs
Engage in excess and then eliminate in short bursts, our lives are fast-paced and fragmented

And if consumers stopped existing we'd forget how to use words
If individuals consumed less, we would lose the ability to effectively communicate

Just fuckin' eat each other til the next ice age occurs
Engage in ruthless competition and destruction until the next catastrophic event

Or at the source awards scratchin' our heads like "what happened??"
Or at prestigious events, confused and bewildered by the outcome

If the kids would've disclosed that you all lost if you just ask them
If the youth had revealed the truth, it would be evident that everyone has failed

Out to plant life that sits and looks pretty
Seeking superficial beauty in nature that appears passive

To attract curious intersection angels when in the city
To capture the attention of unique and unexpected entities in urban environments

That's below any self-respecting actress in a German schiester film
That is deemed inappropriate or degrading, even by low standards

Who gobbled doggie dick and human feces
Who consumed disgusting and repulsive things

My fingers tap buttons with sanctified awareness
My fingers skillfully press buttons with a sense of holiness and understanding

From heart scan to pulse readings
From analyzing emotions to physical indicators of life

This a voice from a dead dimension without astral projection
This is a message from a lost realm, disconnected from the spirit world

The sluggish rugged discuss bunk that hovers
The slow and tough conversation that is meaningless and lingers

Acme lab rat escape barely breathing through the heating vents
Escaping like a laboratory rodent, struggling to survive through narrow openings

I'll try to come back for my family before the poison feeding commence
I will attempt to return to protect my loved ones before they are harmed or influenced

But if I should exhaust God's patience on someone better take my place nigga
But if I test the limits of divine patience, someone else should step up

Tell 'em it's the love that got me this far
Inform them that it is my passion and dedication that have brought me this level of success

And it's in my dreams I see their faces and
And in my dreams, I envision the faces of those who support me

Murderers is like handles that clap sandals
Killers are akin to tools or instruments that bring chaos and violence

Hand sand off tools and I can't stand on two
Hand off tools and I cannot maintain balance or stability

Amped off booze wheelie with my ankle bruised
Excited from alcohol, performing stunts on a bike with a bruised ankle

On the block silly with a mint ellie
Being foolish or senseless on the neighborhood, with a fresh car

Watch young ladies hop scotch with the pink jellies
Observe girls playing hopscotch wearing pink jelly shoes

That's me trying to wop vetti
Describing oneself trying to dance to fast-paced music

With the longness and pot-bellied
With a long physique and a protruding stomach

Til it's nauseous a raw dog orphan straight out of the orphanage often
To the point of feeling disgusted, a raw and uncultivated individual with a disadvantaged upbringing

Lost in a realm tryin' to find cells
Confused in a state of searching for meaning or understanding

Strapped like a marksman with raps that'll off kids mad hi
Equipped like a skilled shooter with lyrics that will impress and inspire the youth

Got my mind wrapped in a coffin resurrect thoughts in amorphous
Feeling trapped and confined mentally, but reviving thoughts without a defined shape

Morph into Aquaman polyin in waters talkin' to dolphins
Transform into Aquaman, diving into waters and engaging in conversations with dolphins

To get that bilingual spittin' charm tryin' to get it on
To possess the ability to rap in multiple languages with a captivating charm, striving for success

And spit a thorn that'll split a form in half studyin' math
And deliver words that will disrupt and divide, emphasizing the importance of education

Light 'dro Eaton's love mixed with ash
Indulging in marijuana combined with the residual effects of burnt paper

Spit bats that stick to DAT's
Rap verses that adhere and cling to digital audio tapes

Sip snapples and twist off caps when you fuckin' with the sickest cats
Enjoy Snapple drinks, casually opening and closing bottles while engaging with the most talented individuals

See I exist
Acknowledge my existence

Iron fist
A metaphorical grip of power and control

Metal speech
Using words that are strong, unbreakable and influential

Scientist
A person who experiments and discovers

Came out the womb of a phoenix expect nothin' less
Born from a symbol of rebirth and regeneration, anticipate greatness

Then a mature flame velocity's my plane my thought is my train
Comparable to a rapidly-moving fire, my thoughts propel me forward

The galaxy's the body sun is the heart and the black hole's the brain
The entire universe is like a living organism, the sun acts as its center and the black hole as its mind

Heard my verse, ain't nothin' the same.
After listening to my verse, everything changes

I leave your mouth open when you're standin'
I astonish and leave you speechless

(The word's the midget) esophagus is the cannon
(The power of my) words is immense and impactful

Cipher unknown the upper hand on overstandin' watch the landin'
Unfamiliar with the situation, but having the advantage in understanding, witnessing the outcome

Believe it or not I'm walkin' on air
Surprisingly, I am defying gravity and walking above ground

Last of America's heroes here to close the circle
One of the few remaining heroic figures in the country, completing a cycle or fulfilling a purpose

I still remember the days of Coleco
I still have vivid memories of the past, referencing the ColecoVision gaming system

A daily struggle but I hold onto the vision
Despite the challenges faced each day, I maintain my focus and aspiration

Hip hop at it's best when it lacked television
Hip hop was most authentic and influential when it was not heavily influenced by television

And everybody wasn't an emcee
And not everyone claimed to be a rapper

You know where the flows be and if you check the rhyme slowly
You know where the impressive rap skills are, and if you carefully analyze the lyrics

You'll find out cats is unseen like Jarobi
You will discover that individuals are rarely seen or recognized, similar to the rapper Jarobi

And most likely openin' doors with the psyche
And probably unlocking opportunities with their mental state

If it's a Mikey, they'll eat anything
If it is beneficial or advantageous, they will take any opportunity

Starving but hack or crush anything
Hungry for success, willing to overcome or destroy any obstacles

Not stars from the songs we sing this shit's ridiculoid
Not famous solely from the music we create, this situation is absurdly ludicrous

Yo
Hey

My life's not right [check one]
My life is not going well, not in order

My life's not right [check two]
My life is not going well, not in order

My life's not right [check three]
My life is not going well, not in order

Are you ready???
Are you prepared?