In the begining . . .
 

Simply put, im inspirationally shook/ literally a foot from a lyrical hook
A few words is all it took/ to make grandness happen/ take a few steps back and continue the clappin
Watch the rymes stackin/ made ya look/ sooner or later/ the list of haters will fill a book
until then im restless/ to see what happens/ keep steppin back/ and continue the clappin
cause you never know what'll happen/ when the chosen one comes/ step from the shadows/ the appointed one
typically a son/ from the father divine/ originally an angel, and soon to be/ a friend of mine
All in due time/ it'll come to pass/ until then continue the clappin/ while im whippin ya ass
times almost up/ that times almost come/ signal if you hear it/ holla to ya son
The day of days/ the time of times/ captive now released, this new friend of mine
This is a sample, not yet fed/ coulda smothered ya/ but dropped your jaw instead
Shouldn't have taken a piece/ if you wanted no part of it/ praises to the chosen one/ the man we kno who started it
A lyrical revolution is in progress of taking place/ the current insufficients will soon be erased/ the weak will be replaced
with versions of the grand/ I am that man, under which you stand/ tell ya fam/ that their days will soon end
And under the campaign of G/ Greatness will begin