Personal Testament 1
Personal Testament 2

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CHORUS: (2x)
Don’t avert your ear as my words are spoken
Tremble in fear ‘cause I’m certainly not jokin’
Be stunned by what you hear but this is just a token
The end draws near - the last god’s awoken.

S…M…Z…

Got y’all wonderin’ what that stands for
((Seraph Maverick Zenith)) a champion of yore
Seraph for the divinity that’s masked at my core
Maverick for the knee I won’t place on the floor
Zenith because I’m perfection’s paramour
On one proverbial hand a collector of lore
On the remaining palm an avatar of war
I combine ‘em to create a thing not seen before
Then chastise mankind with this melodious roar
And strike you six times with a four by four (six stanzas of sixteen)
For following the beast and his voluptuous whore
By breaking the oath which at conception you swore
Exchangin’ worship for life at the celestial store
Now you deify cash and place it at the fore’.

Do you actually think this is the time to try to obtain more
When tribulation’s comin’ worse than a forty-day downpour?

I say I’m the best ’cause it’s a necessary tradition
Necessary in one way it makes more fools listen
If I didn’t the majority would never hear my fission
So the desire for acclaim puts my sickness in remission
And I’m undoubtedly sick with a rarely seen condition
Known as intelligence the symptom’s this emission
It’s said a thousand words is a kind of vision
So using text to draw has become my present mission
Weaving sounds ‘till I’m called the poetic arch-magician
Rhymes so authoritative they’re referenced by edition
I thrust my views abroad and other’s into submission
So I deserve a crown - to refute that is sedition
Lighting flashes before I speak - heed that premonition
Persist in your defiance and you’ll require a mortician.

‘Cause you can test me by platoon, company, battalion, regiment or division
I’ll still vanquish each opponent I never need a coalition.

My sole purpose is to make you remember my name
I’m not concerned with fortune but only with fame
I’d rather have momentary glory than monetary gain
The rewards are worth it so I persevere through pain
Body riddled with splinters from traveling ‘gainst the grain
They might reduce velocity but they can’t stop this train
The ripples move outward like puddles receiving rain
Hopefully for you things will never be the same
‘Cause my verbalizations leave a clearly visible stain
On the neural pathways of a shrewd hearer’s brain
Truthfully this couldn’t be a picture it’s only a frame
The dye comes from you I’m simply the weathervane
Pointin’ out the bearing which you should maintain
I really hope you listen but I’m already free of blame.

‘Cause my robes have been made whiter than the purest cocaine
Since I’ve washed them in the blood of the demons I’ve slain.

Now I demonstrated my power let me show my agility
I round the two out with natural born ability
Then throw in precious wisdom for practical utility
So you know battling me is an exercise in futility
Always remember to approach me with humility
Next bow - then kneel - lastly swear fealty
Be a loyal vassal and I might share some realty
Even mention your name within my soliloquy
But I never show fear of men or devils
Blessed with the faith of a loyalist facing rebels
Willin’ to engage the enemy at all known levels
At the mental state I remove clutch and brake pedals
Thus eternally disrupting ignorance induced revels
In the flesh I make foes dust and scatter rose petals
‘Cause I fight for king and country not for chest medals
So you’ll always see my silhouette as the dust settles.

Now I’m starting to rip faster so try to keep up
Who’s really your master if your soul’s corrupt
You’re heading for disaster and you still wan’na fuck
Don’t cry to your pastor when you finally get stuck
In that last narrow gate after the cramped path
Take a look at your slate and you do the math
You’re earning your fate so prepare for God’s wrath
Now it’s almost too late for you to take a bath
You’re saturated to the bone with blood and dirt
Now you can moan but you should’a stayed alert
By reading the holy tome your calamity to avert
You want a time loan - that’s not the way it’ll work
These rappers you admire aren’t even worth a cent
If that number’s forty-nine higher it’s still irrelevant
Why would you ever aspire to be a player or pimp
I’m trying to be a survivor that’s why I take a hint.

I’m denyin’ Death’s door like a monitor (Komodo dragon)
That’s a surviving dinosaur still upon this shore
Or maybe a man-at-war who’s tryin’ even the score
Making y’all abhor the state of rap’s décor
With hands covered in gore I’m the eternal matador
Got infinite ammunition and custodial permission
And the further addition of a divine commission
To cause the abolition of every artificial Christian
Then cosign them to perdition with no chance of petition
For makin’ the decision to ignore this admonition
To me it’s plain that your actions proclaim
You feel no shame to be a descendent of Cain
If you think in that vein you’ll never obtain
The right to retain your domain on Earth’s terrain
So play your game and prepare for the flame
But this last line of mine is a sign of the divine mind behind the design of mankind.

Now if you wish - you can refute the evident reality
At least that - would suit your ignorant personality

Screw it, play some Chingy and go have fun
I’m weary of speakin’ to the deaf and dumb.

CHORUS: (2x)
Don’t avert your ear as my words are spoken
Tremble in fear ‘cause I’m certainly not jokin’
Be stunned by what you hear but this is just a token
The end draws near - the last god’s awoken.