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He looked out into the night sky, and for a brief moment, he soared. He saw the galaxies in the lovely interplay he would have missed so if he remembered it. He saw the collision of two of the Systems called Galaxies, the effects of which would not be felt on Terra-sorry, Earth-for generations to come, generations after he was gone, probably generations after his woman was gone. He saw the million Suns, those alien Helion beings that kept other Realms in their proper cycles. And just for a split second of that time, he saw what he once was out there. He saw himself the way he would've described himself: as a diplomat, dealing with beings t

Who's world is this? Well I'm not quite sure I want it so bad, but apparently before I can have the game handed to me on a silver platter I gotta take out some fools that ain't using they grey matter But who will they be, and who can change? Can I trust other new MCs just cause they ain't got chains To ramble on about over a borrowed beat Where they forgot to take out the hook, cuz they were lazy? And who do I get at first if I wanna be known? Do I work on the mixtape or start doin' shows In back alleys behind the gilman with my three rap names Hopin' lyrical schizophrenia will get me into the game? (say what, hook) And I just th

The fort had been made in the earlier days, the first or second Yuga, when its grandeur was a little more commonplace. But to a human, even in the older days when humans meant something more, it would have looked a lot like a carved-off piece of heaven. The turrets reached so high that a child could grow old before he walked to the top. The exterior blazed with a shining light as though the iron it had been made of was taken from the crucible of the sun itself. The doors were covered in symbols and heraldry of all faiths and religions. Though the place looked to be built for war, it radiated a serenity so profound that any armies that charge

"Do you know, all the mundanes I've talked to in the city have no idea what they want to do? There's no desire for them, no wants, no needs even, no Child. Only banality. Sometimes I wonder what that must be like. They don't know what they want, but they know what they're going to do. One man I spoke to told me 'I am going to go to work, and I am going to keep working until I retire, and after I retire I am going to die.' He did not sound as though he enjoyed the thought, but his acceptance of it impressed me. I hope that I won't be like that when I've lived long and seen a lot. I was raised from the mundane for a reason, I hope-I have a purp

Mispronounce (DJ Snack) This is Snack, master of-you know, fuck this! I'm too creative to just repeat the rest Now fuck the money cause I got rules I can piss off important people cause I'm just that cools Fuck with words so much, I can rhyme shit with orange Listen to this because everyone else is so fuckin' boring (pronounced "boringe" cuz I can) (beat stops) See, I told you I could do it! (beat resumes) Okay, that might be a bit of a stretch, but come on If I pronounced boring right, that would've rhymed wrong Don't you see how that would defeat the purpose? I have to say something wrong, that's just the way I'll works it I'l

The Exchange: Within, unseen by the eye Nobody watches the transactions But anybody can see the effects on the mind What do you trade in? We trade in beliefs I'm scared about Haiti! We'll take your happiness for grief I just told my dad off Like I've wanted to since I was young We'll happily take your fears And trade you some confidence There's no morals here, one is always equal to another Give a little, get a lot, Mix and match, trade with each other You trade anxiety for joy on your wedding night Trade security for anger when you and your friends fight We don't need money, we don't really exist It's all in your head, but

Ghost-Tooth and I sat in the starbucks for a long time, silently staring into identical cappuccinos, neither of us having any interest in drinking them. A cold wind blew in as a tall redhead walked in holding her cell phone. We looked over at her, then looked at each other, then looked back down at our drinks. Finally, Ghost-Tooth's brow furrowed, and his fist came down on the table. "Damn it! Damnit, damnit, damnit, this should not be happening! I've been watching the place for months, I saw the goddamn plans for the building, there shouldn't have been-" I clamped my hand over his mouth to prevent him from drawing any more attention to us t

Run This Town (New Slang feat. Rihanna) We are, yeah I said it we are No label behind me, don't give a fuck what they want Bitch I'm doin' what I want, what you think about that? In the game at 15, what you think about that? While you on your shrink's couch, like "how you feel about that?" Cuz my diss hit you so hard you need therapy to fight back World's changin' faster, I change with it Rappers to role models, about more than just hittin' it Spittin' an ego boost, not guns and bitches This is the American dream, rags to fuckin' riches And after all this new slang bullshit has been slung I'll be runnin San Fransisco like Gavin Ne