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Canibus - No Return lyrics
No return... {*repeat 6X* [Verse One] Yo, scientists gather in a secret place to debate They photographed the Earth from space and saw my face They tried to translate the innate asiatic shape before the final earthquakes came but it was too late Only one eighth of the human race escaped to space They were chased by flying phenomenon to the lunar base Floatillas and space centers, lasers probed the entrance DNA code sensors reject old genetics I presented my cosmic clearance to a patrol of medics I was injected with sodium pentathol and questioned I relayed the message the way I was trained to remember it I showed them the keypad code and told 'em to enter it I told 'em which alphanumeric buttons were sensitive He snatched it outta my hand and started depressing it I told him detonation was definite if he kept at it He never quit, he just lost his temper and flipped I bowed my head like "I guess this is it" My ears popped, the music stopped, and I couldn't hear shit [Hook] [Verse Two] The driver jogged around to the front and opened the door He said his name was Muhammed Jamal and he'd be with me 'till fall He said the escort service had called and a package would be waitin for me at the window I said thanks, he grabbed my bags fast and put 'em in the trunk Then he ran around to the front, slammed it in gear Pulled off slow, winding down his window and asked me if I minded if he smoke, I said no, he drove off Cut my cell phone off, then I swallowed a tablet of Zoloft Went to sleep and woke up feelin' kinda lost I asked him what the weather's been like lately he said he doesn't mind the heat and hates the A/C Said he had a son who was eighteen and made beats and I happened to be his favorite emcee I said for real, that's crazy, I meet him later Yo Jamal could you please do me a favor When we get to the corner stop at the bodega Hopped out the car, walked inside the store's stereo was playin' Feliz Navidad I got a pack of condoms and walked to the back of the line There was three Taliban that was talkin' very loud One reached in his back side and pulled out a Beretta gun The last word I heard myself say was a four letter one He looked me in the eye and said the drama's never done Cuz there's no return...no return [Hook] [Verse Three] I heard the ringtone of the red phone Headquarters informed us there was an explosion in the red zone We were ordered to get ready to go and to get into our bio-weapons protective gear and clothes I rode shotgun, my partner Ramirez drove GPS control gave us coordinates where to go Soon as we got there I could feel the hot air For a second I stopped and stared, there was cops everywhere I told 'em we need to get a square perimeter clear We got an hour 'till nightfall, so light some flares I said a twenty second prayer then ran to the second chair- the lift that was there, then I waved my hands up in the air to signal that it was clear before I ran upstairs I could barely see, smoke was so thick in the air I was visually impaired and started to get scared I heard a woman scream "HELP" but I didn't know where I started screamin' back "I'm not gonna leave you here" Sayin to myself "damn it's hard to breathe in here" Searched the rooms one by one like "fuck my lungs" Ramirez said the fire truck got stuck by the front I crawled all the way through the foyer to the end of the hallway and seen her on the floor next to the doorway I was half unconscious but I just ignored the pain Helped her to her feet and she had her arm in a brace All this tar-like black stuff was all in her face I radio Ramirez coughin and tried to explain I heard him say something to me like "It's all in flames!" There was ceiling debris fallin all over the place I looked her in her eye, she looked into mine, it was strange Then I blinked for the last time and never saw her again [Hook] |
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