J-Live - Epilogue Lyrics
[** scratched **]"What does it take""to be a great""MC"If you ask me, it's much more than Master of CeremoniesBecause a lot of Masquerading CornballsDon't realize it also means Mad CreativityIn this day and age of mediocrityThere's two types of rappers that you'll recognize and hearBut I prefer the ones with the lyrics of the yearThan the gimmick with the gear and the right puppeteerNow you can be the next rock ?? Shakespearyou're still 10 steps away from having a careerYou step up the plate to earn respect from your peersAnd end up on deck for the remainder of your yearsI suppose this means greatness takes blood, sweat, and tearsIt also takes an industry that doesn't breed fearOr pumping all this mindless crap up in your earsAnd ?? in the contrast of what you get to hearYou got to recognize it's a determined ideaA righteous young mind is a devil's worst fearBut when you wanna give the people peace and satisfactionEverybody's mama wants a piece of the actionSo now I fall victim to supply and demandImmaculate conceptions, born illegitimateDestined to be the greatest story ever missedWhich means its meant to be for whoever's hearing this[Chorus 2x]When it's all said and done it should be heard and seen'Til this cold-hearted game forces us to change teamsWhile the lust for the loot spreads out like gangreneSo the haves chase their tails while the nots chase their dreamsAs the years chase the days, past the futures, meet fateLike your firstborn, waiting for pop's release datePostpone, meanwhile, I accumulate meansTo revise and renew what was just heard and seenIt's been stated that I rhyme like God and I ?? like a poetOne hand ?? the other like Lady MacbethFlip styles like Bela KarolyiWarm hearted, cold bloodedI write like opposite leftI left opposites right what they left offMy rights left right-wing as left to right beside meLeft my right hand man 'cause he left what's rightAnd I reserve the right to write 'til I'm free'Cause I free styles with my pen,That ya'll couldn't if you freestyled all day longLiterally, this literature designed for one oratorStays on the headEmcee's emcee, that I be the emcee's emcee'Cause I am saying what I am thinkingExcept when my mind's blinkingMy eyes open even when my eyes' drinkingI's a socializer, but more so with those wiserAsk yourself why's a music so misused it's self containedAnd not self sustainedI myself contemplate this 'til I make myself complainShall my raps stay maintained, wrapped in cellophane'Til they're unwrapped by human consumers?Emphatically no, so I rap wherever I goAnd let it grow up in your brain like a tumor[Chorus 2x]Aiiyo, ya think ya really know me wellThere's more to me than ya mind got room forAnd much much more than a clever verse or twoThat's all you know about me, you ain't even knowing thatYou think I give a ***** whether or not my record sells?You're damn right but you see that ain't the way I'm keeping scoreIf one million people said it does that make it trueYou judge my music by whether or not my pocket's fat?Well, ***** youWhen the cash cow you're milkingIt ain't yours but the job pays well, don't it?And if you're lucky you can even get to taste a dropWe'll see who's happy when you're old but you're not grownYou see me? Now, yeah, you'll see me later too*****ing you up when the vantage point change, don't it?I know what's hip, but you determine if it's hop or popYou're just a man without a voice, pass the microphoneI know the diff between written rhymes and freestylesYou see, for me, it's like having sex or making loveAnd you should know by now I'm married to the pad and penBut I'm entitled to cheat on her every now and thenWill your children know the hip hop history?Will the songs you hate be shrouded in mystery?Don't step to me with your stats and your date smartsYou know your neighborhood by street signs or landmarks?I'm not talking 'bout the first record ever madeI'm talking 'bout the first one that ever made youThe first records that I played never played meAnd I can still play 'em today 'cause they stay trueYou know this time I'm only speaking on the timelessIt makes sense now and then, yeah, now and then'Cause now it's making picture perfect sense and thenIt's making picture perfect sense like it did now[Chorus 4x]
