Speech Cobras
    (专辑: Violent By Design - 2004)
    
    [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   [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   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 
  [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   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 
  [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 
world Hologram  A 
solemn man with plans to entwine matter  Minds splatter from the 
grind of my divine hammer   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 
  [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