| Song | No Return |
| Artist | Canibus |
| Album | Rip The Jacker |
| Artist: Canibus | |
| Album: Rip the Jacker | |
| Song: No Return | |
| Producer: Stoupe | |
| Time: 4:53 | |
| (Intro: Canibus) | |
| No Return, | |
| No Return, | |
| No Return, | |
| No Return, | |
| There's No Return, | |
| No Return… | |
| (Canibus) | |
| 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 phenomena to the lunar base, | |
| Flotillas of 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 pentothal and questioned, | |
| I relayed the message the way I was trained to remember it, | |
| I showed them the keypad code and told them to enter it, | |
| I told them which alphanumeric buttons were sensitive, | |
| He snatched it out of my hand and started depressing it, | |
| I told him detonation was definite if he kept at it, | |
| And he'd 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 | |
| (Canibus) | |
| The driver jogged around to the front and opened the door, | |
| He said his name was Muhammed Jamal and he'd be with me ‘til fall, | |
| He said the escort service had called, | |
| And the package would be waiting for me at the Winthorp, | |
| I said thanks, he grabbed my bags fast and put them in the trunk, | |
| Then he ran around to the front, slammed it in gear, pulled off slow, | |
| Winded down his window and asked me if I minded if he smoked, | |
| I said, “No”, we drove off, | |
| Cut my cell-phone off, then I swallowed a tablet of Zoloft, | |
| Went to sleep and woke up feeling kind of lost, | |
| I asked him what the weather's been like lately, | |
| He said he doesn't mind the heater and hates the A/C, | |
| He said he had a son who was eighteen and made beats, | |
| And I happened to be his favourite emcee, I said, “For real? That's crazy! | |
| I'll 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 stereo was playing Feliz Navidad, | |
| Got a pack of condoms and walked to the back of the line, | |
| There was three Taliban that were talking very loud, | |
| One reached in his backside and pulled out a Berretta gun, | |
| The last word I heard myself say was a four-letter one, | |
| He looked me in the eyes and said, “The drama's never done.” | |
| ‘Cause there's no return, | |
| No return | |
| (Canibus) | |
| I heard the ring tone 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, | |
| G.P.S. control gave us coordinates where to go, | |
| As soon as we got there I could feel the hot air, | |
| For a second I stopped and stared, there was cops everywhere, | |
| I told them, “We need to get a square perimeter clear, | |
| We've got an hour ‘til nightfall, so light some flares,” | |
| I said a twenty-second prayer then ran to the second tier, | |
| The lifter 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 screaming back, “I'm not going to leave you here!” | |
| Saying 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 on her face, | |
| I radioed Ramirez coughing and tried to explain, | |
| I heard him say something to me like, “It's all in flames!” | |
| There was ceiling debris falling all over the place, | |
| I looked her in the eye, she looked into mine, it was strange, | |
| Then I blinked for the last time and never saw again. |
| Artist: Canibus | |
| Album: Rip the Jacker | |
| Song: No Return | |
| Producer: Stoupe | |
| Time: 4: 53 | |
| Intro: Canibus | |
| No Return, | |
| No Return, | |
| No Return, | |
| No Return, | |
| There' s No Return, | |
| No Return | |
| Canibus | |
| 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 oneeighth of the human race escaped to space, | |
| They were chased by flying phenomena to the lunar base, | |
| Flotillas of 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 pentothal and questioned, | |
| I relayed the message the way I was trained to remember it, | |
| I showed them the keypad code and told them to enter it, | |
| I told them which alphanumeric buttons were sensitive, | |
| He snatched it out of my hand and started depressing it, | |
| I told him detonation was definite if he kept at it, | |
| And he' d 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 | |
| Canibus | |
| The driver jogged around to the front and opened the door, | |
| He said his name was Muhammed Jamal and he' d be with me ' til fall, | |
| He said the escort service had called, | |
| And the package would be waiting for me at the Winthorp, | |
| I said thanks, he grabbed my bags fast and put them in the trunk, | |
| Then he ran around to the front, slammed it in gear, pulled off slow, | |
| Winded down his window and asked me if I minded if he smoked, | |
| I said, " No", we drove off, | |
| Cut my cellphone off, then I swallowed a tablet of Zoloft, | |
| Went to sleep and woke up feeling kind of lost, | |
| I asked him what the weather' s been like lately, | |
| He said he doesn' t mind the heater and hates the A C, | |
| He said he had a son who was eighteen and made beats, | |
| And I happened to be his favourite emcee, I said, " For real? That' s crazy! | |
| I' ll 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 stereo was playing Feliz Navidad, | |
| Got a pack of condoms and walked to the back of the line, | |
| There was three Taliban that were talking very loud, | |
| One reached in his backside and pulled out a Berretta gun, | |
| The last word I heard myself say was a fourletter one, | |
| He looked me in the eyes and said, " The drama' s never done." | |
| ' Cause there' s no return, | |
| No return | |
| Canibus | |
| I heard the ring tone 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 bioweapons protective gear and clothes, | |
| I rode shotgun, my partner Ramirez drove, | |
| G. P. S. control gave us coordinates where to go, | |
| As soon as we got there I could feel the hot air, | |
| For a second I stopped and stared, there was cops everywhere, | |
| I told them, " We need to get a square perimeter clear, | |
| We' ve got an hour ' til nightfall, so light some flares," | |
| I said a twentysecond prayer then ran to the second tier, | |
| The lifter 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 screaming back, " I' m not going to leave you here!" | |
| Saying 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 halfunconscious, but I just ignored the pain, | |
| Helped her to her feet and she had her arm in a brace, | |
| All this tarlike black stuff was all on her face, | |
| I radioed Ramirez coughing and tried to explain, | |
| I heard him say something to me like, " It' s all in flames!" | |
| There was ceiling debris falling all over the place, | |
| I looked her in the eye, she looked into mine, it was strange, | |
| Then I blinked for the last time and never saw again. |