Eternal Life (Original Version) lyrics

[Intro: Canibus]
Yeah, Clay-Doh and Canibus

[Verse 1: Canibus]
Winner winner, Uber Eats delivered chicken dinner my n*gga
Sitting by the river drinking paint thinner
Bundle up, it's the middle of winter
Frost bitten trigger fingers ain't the way I wanna be remembered
I choose life 'cause I speak life, live above street life
Exercise and eat right
Poetry's just poetry between the lines
Your eyеs don't matter if your mind is blind
Zero dog thirty contact, I did all that
The brass monkеy did it with a [?] ball bat
The season is cold, the world careers out of control
You standing in soup line with no bowl
I wanna grow mine but I don't
Because my HOA says I can't have no chickens or goats
Delicious, slam the salmon, I stand for the anthem
But crawl on my hands when I'm worshipping mammoth

[Verse 2: Clay-Doh the World Destroyer]
'Cause I had up to here with this misery aAnd pain
I could take losses all year and still report a gain
I could walk into a lion's den put clippers to they mane
Give em all a bald fade, see, we are not the same
This is not a game, got angels protecting me
Demons doing my bidding, the Devil invested in me
Keeping me alive for a time that's yet to be seen
The ending gon be tumultuous, most definitely
I can't explain why Clay-Doh spit the fire like a geyser
I can't explain why the game treated me like the Messiah
I can't explain why this b*tch out my league want me inside her
But I'ma rise to the top like bubbles on apple cider
You f*ckin with Stryder, the empire long been in the ruins
But it's sure to resurface like the waves in a typhoon is
Sacred rites by bonfire with druids you might construe it
Holy matrimony of Heaven and Earth be where the truth is
[Verse 3: Canibus]
The Edelman Trust Barometer is a social thermometer
For the reason that we live like communists
Social credit system, I'm Mr. Sigma, male on a mission
Don't compare di*k size with him
That's why I'm winning, motherf*ckers ain't gon stop me
From living, I do what I want, n*gga
Banzai, no time to die
Dead men don't get WiFi on the beach with boondocks and ta tas
Rhymes reindigenize but I don't diss people this time
'Cause love it still love, let's rise, counter gentrify with a smile