The Void

(For so persecuted they the prophets which were before you)

This is a story all about how
My life got flipped
Turned upside down
I was running and kicking and screaming
And punching and shouting and cursing
And searching for reasons
If you follow my meaning
A rebel to the level of anti-social philosophy
Hatred for authority
Waged war eagerly and frequently
Rage came easily
A prime candidate to lead an infantry of anarchy
Into the streets
I made my own beats on 12-bit technology
I made a name in the underground industry
But I kept it at an arm's length
I had a sixth sense, it was testing my strength constantly
I disappeared into the night without a trace
I knew I had a calling on my life I had to take
I knew I wasn't ready and I was making mistakes
And they had me where they wanted me
Lost in the maze
Rising through the ranks of the army of the slaves
I was Achilles in a fitted Phillies cap on stage
Worked with every artist in the radius of NJ
But thank God for the prophecy of my name
Off Topic
I'm not about the same raps
Making music, no rules to the format
And if they hate me
Then I know I'm where I should be at
I cast them out into the void
They never come back
Fools hate discipline then cry for what they lack
Talk clever smack, dissing on the track
But never listen
Never read, never study
Like they're frozen in position
For submission to the system they claim is holding them back
Everybody's guilty of kissing the ring
Empowering the very things that bring
All the emptiness and suffering
I know enough to sacrifice all that I love
In the name of what I hope to become
Before I'm done
And that's my offering

(The time is fulfilled, the kingdom of God is upon us)
(For so persecuted they the prophets which were before you)
(The time is fulfilled, the kingdom of God is upon us)
(For so persecuted they the prophets which were before you)

I shut the Network down
And walked off the grid
Took a leap of faith
Landed on my hard head
But my instincts proved to be heaven-sent
I was meant to debate all of these evil men
I'm not a preacher
No, that's not my ministry
I'm an interpreter
Speaking The Word on these beats
Took a long time to rehabilitate my mind
The author of confusion wrote my soul an alibi
I was contaminated, invaded, and compromised
And it's hard to have faith when you learn the lies first
Took my first breathe at birth and spit the hottest verse
The Earth had ever heard
Until my infant lungs burst
And that's my word
Put it at the cross
And walk away new
Brush your shoulders off
I'm stronger now
I write my raps so better
Make a track so better
That these cats know better
I'm playing no games
I wasted much time
I got my own agenda
Left the former world behind
I offended friends of mine
But I was leading them to die
And I would rather walk away
Than have that on my conscious mind
Ya heard?
One thing I learned is power of the spoken word
And I proclaim supernatural favor on this Earth
From the Alpha and Omega until I'm rotting in the dirt
And I already died
I'm not tending the flock
I'm planting seeds
In the depths of the gutter
With the doom and disease
And soon we will see what the harvest will feed
When an army of the dead are reborn to believe
In their hearts
That they can be lights in the dark
When an army of the dead are reborn to believe
In their hearts
That they can be lights in the dark
When an army of the dead are reborn to believe
In their hearts
That they can be lights in the dark

(The time is fulfilled, the kingdom of God is upon us)
(For so persecuted they the prophets which were before you)
(The time is fulfilled, the kingdom of God is upon us)
(For so persecuted they the prophets which were before you)
(The time is fulfilled, the kingdom of God is upon us)
(For so persecuted they the prophets which were before you)
(The time is fulfilled, the kingdom of God is upon us)
(For so persecuted they the prophets which were before you)