[Intro – distorted 56k modem screech layered with chanting monks]
“Connecting…
...Connecting…
...to the Divine.”

[Verse 1 – The Discovery]
Wandered the ruins of Silicon Rise,
Dust in my lungs, static in my eyes.
Found a box with a light still blinking,
Said "CompuServe v4"—I started thinking.

Hooked in my gear, felt a pulse in the wire,
A sacred buzz like a ghostly choir.
Then it spoke—text green on black:
“Welcome. You've Got Mail.”
Had to step back.

[Hook – cult chant with lo-fi chorus vocals]
Praise be the modem that shrieked to the stars,
The dial-up hymns, and their digital scars.
In Netscape we trust, in AOL we pray,
The WiFi of the Ancients still guides our way.

[Verse 2 – The Rise of the Techno-Cult]
We formed a temple from motherboards,
Wore Ethernet robes, built relic hoards.
The priests spoke only in ASCII tongue,
Chanted code till their lips went numb.

The holy grail? A cracked PalmPilot,
Inside—The Prophecy of Net Neutrality writ.
We passed around floppies like bread and wine,
And filtered sins through a 1999 design.

[Bridge – sermon-style breakdown, glitched echo]
“Let us not covet broadband speeds…
For lo, the lag cleanses all pride.”
“Blessed be the forum mods,
Who ban trolls with righteous might.”

[Verse 3 – The Apostasy]
But some lost faith in the sacred ping,
Said the Cloud was fake, a corrupted thing.
They broke the routers, burned the script,
Smashed the server in a lunar crypt.

Now the signal's faint, the relics cracked,
But I hold on to my interface pact.
I roam and preach with a cracked screen face,
Last prophet of that pixel place.

[Final Hook – layered with static and chorus distortion]
Praise be the modem that shrieked to the stars,
The dial-up hymns, and their digital scars.
Though the wires fray, and the servers decay,
The WiFi of the Ancients shall never stray.

[Outro – AOL voice, faded and ghostly]
“Goodbye…”

WiFi of the Ancients (bonus track)

RX Hector - In Trouble

[Intro]
Yo, crank it loud!
Grab my earbuds, let’s do this.
Here we go, yeah, yeah.
When it all fades (Hits like this)
And when it all fades (Feels like that, yo)
It moves like this.
Listen up (What’s your fire?)
Yo, listen up (What’s your fire?)
This is straight truth (Ayy)
So listen up.  

[Verse 1]
Yo, listen up, let me break down what I’m made of,
Your clock’s tickin’ fast, no need to state the obvious.
You mess with Ray, that’s a risky play,
I roll into your city, make your dreams fade away.
With my flow, it’s gold, my vibe stays bold,
Skills, you can’t hold, they know, go ask the crowd.
Sharper than a blade, got fans feelin’ the wave,
Step out of line, you’ll be limpin’ to your grave.
‘Cause I’m the king, first, watch me lead,
Crush you like dust, leave your ego obsolete.
Let the scene crash, I’ll spark it if I need to,
And if they ask who, they better not point to you.
‘Cause you don’t wanna clash with a champ,
Got a style so grand, make the whole block stamp.
I’m here to prove I’m the rawest it can be,
My rhymes so clean, they’ll make your grandma feel the heat.  

[Chorus]
And when it all fades (What’s your fire?)
Done with all the noise (What’s your fire?)
They think I’m slippin’ (What’s your fire?)
But I don’t care, gear up, stand tough, like—
When it all fades (What’s your fire?)
Done with all the noise (What’s your fire?)
I’m caught, but I’m free (What’s your fire?)
But I don’t care, gear up, stand tough, like—  

[Verse 2]
One, two, three, four, to the five,
Tried to break me down, but I’m still in overdrive.
Six, seven, eight, with a nine in my grip,
Ten bars drop heavy, make the whole room flip.
Don’t trust many, but I send foes to the floor,
With a quick jab, risin’ up, settin’ the score.
My game’s unmatched, like a star in the flesh,
Your vibe’s off, so I leave it in distress.
Bet my lines hit hard like a storm,
Reppin’ my zone with a spark that’s reborn.
I got the flow with the most shine,
They bow down quick when I’m spittin’ every line.
Flip your world like dough, from shore to shore,
Tracks stay lethal when I roar, it’s hardcore.
The voice that ignites, fry you like spice,
Got an issue? Speak now, don’t think twice.  

[Chorus]
And when it all fades (What’s your fire?)
Done with all the noise (What’s your fire?)
They think I’m slippin’ (What’s your fire?)
But I don’t care, gear up, stand tough, like—
When it all fades (What’s your fire?)
Done with all the noise (What’s your fire?)
I’m caught, but I’m free (What’s your fire?)
But I don’t care, gear up, stand tough, like—  

[Outro]
Gear up.
It’s Ray.
R-A-Y.

Pac's Life (Album Version (Edited)) [feat. T.I. & Ashanti]

2Pac

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