One More Chance feat. LM - Formula
Can't Stop - N.I.Z
Life feat. MC Uski - Masta C

this is a piece about philosophical self-glorification.. it also very shallowly delves into my person life and childhood... but its really a kind of piece which "intelligently" promotes my own rapping... peace, hope you enjoy it

The Prophecy

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The prophecy...
Has come to pass

[verse 1]
Some 13 years ago, in a European hospital
A woman gave birth to the greatest being possible
The family was overjoyed, it was their first son
Little did they realise that he was a cursed one
He appeared to be normal, he had no physical ails
But he was like milk in a bottle, a literal jail
Somethin' predicted his fail, wrote and scripted his tale
It was like his mental designs were encrypted in Braille
As he grew to be older, he sensed an internal dragon
He felt colder, but was trapped in an infernal chasm
He couldn't fathom the pain, at this stage of his life
So he began to unleash his furious rage on the mic

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[verse 2]
As the sand in the hourglass flowed, so did his life
Time went by, but it didn't seem to have imaged right
The proportion, the ratio of peace to distortion
His existence was unbalanced, he was beatin' abortion
Every day of his life, he was challenged to survive
The intense mental anguish that banished his sight
His ability to forsee the consequences of actions
The reactions of other people's responsive patterns
So socially he was inept, somethin' of an outcast
He presumed it was cos of neglect, soon his doubt past
His assumptions of failure in relationships
Were confirmed, he could never be cool or play a bitch
Or make it rich, when the fuckin' riches were still candy
He sought the world, but couldn't even rule the school canteen
His life at home deteriorated, parents didn't matter no more
His anger was fear initiated and it shattered the doors
The boundries that constrained his mind from findin' a cure
His pain was so great it provoked his mind to think pure
Then he realised, to successfully ease his spirit
He'd have to breathe his image through his speech and lyrics

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[verse 3]
In the year 2004, a new era is born
The hip-hop world will be changed by a new terror reform
The game will forever morph at the hands of a prodigy
Who will stack on skills like cards in Monopoly
He will bring with him skills unused, he will bring his youth
His powerful words will only ever be rich in truth
His voice will provoke thought, and enrichment through song
It will set his soul free, like a swimmin' dewgong
You might not care about his existence, but altogether
The only thing that matters is beatin' the stormy weather
And that he will acheive by sheddin' his skin like a serpent
To reveal his new form in which he'll be... perfect
And keep in mind this prophecy, for future reference
For all those who defy him will have no repentance
He was a slave to the mind, chained up and blind
Now he has dominated the fate of the rhymes

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