Epilogue

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"What does it take"

"to be a great"

"MC"

If you ask me, it's much more than Master of Ceremonies

Because a lot of Masquerading Cornballs

Don't realize it also means Mad Creativity

In this day and age of mediocrity

There's two types of rappers that you'll recognize and hear

But I prefer the ones with the lyrics of the year

Than the gimmick with the gear and the right puppeteer

Now you can be the next rock ?? Shakespear

You're still 10 steps away from having a career

You step up the plate to earn respect from your peers

And end up on deck for the remainder of your years

I suppose this means greatness takes blood, sweat, and tears

It also takes an industry that doesn't breed fear

Or pumping all this mindless crap up in your ears

And ?? in the contrast of what you get to hear

You got to recognize it's a determined idea

A righteous young mind is a devil's worst fear

But when you wanna give the people peace and satisfaction

Everybody's mama wants a piece of the action

So now I fall victim to supply and demand

Immaculate conceptions, born illegitimate

Destined to be the greatest story ever missed

Which means it's 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 teams

While the lust for the loot spreads out like gangrene

So the haves chase their tails while the nots chase their dreams

As the years chase the days, past the futures, meet fate

Like your firstborn, waiting for pop's release date

Postpone, meanwhile, I accumulate means

To revise and renew what was just heard and seen

It's been stated that I rhyme like God and I ?? like a poet

One hand ?? the other like Lady Macbeth

Flip styles like Bela Karolyi

Warm hearted, cold blooded

I write like opposite left

I left opposites right what they left off

My rights left right-wing as left to right beside me

Left my right hand man 'cause he left what's right

And 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 long

Literally, this literature designed for one orator

Stays on the head

Emcee's emcee, that I be the emcee's emcee

'Cause I am saying what I am thinking

Except when my mind's blinking

My eyes open even when my eyes' drinking

I's a socializer, but more so with those wiser

Ask yourself why's a music so misused it's self contained

And not self sustained

I myself contemplate this 'til I make myself complain