[Verse #1]
The neophyte crawling out the cavern of apathy
Presents a clear misunderstanding of beat poetry
padawans swing their sabers as they are shaking
How you use the force is what may display complacency
Year thirteen ninety-seven
A nightingale proudly debuted a very loud chirp of agency
frivolous Yo Mama jokes served as metaphorical artillery
Followed by us all laughing instantly
The candle whose words lighten up a ruin
If I choose silence, I weave nests of endurance
Comfort zones are hazardous when you’re used to it
Nomadic vagabondage, how my ancestors do it
Before we had desires to become the greatest writers
Or to be known as the illest of all the rhymers
We was just kids in the cyphers doing our best
Who could have known who Cyrus would become next, uh

[Verse #2]
My target audience is cats
Who realized that the term “post-rap” is C.I.A. psyop bullshit
Y'all rap like Mensheviks, bench warming nihilists.
I told my sonic psychiatrist what I thought that rap is
And how I’m scared they extract the revolutionary aspects
From Dumas to Dumile, the radical tradition is spiritually instilled
With the power to forge calculators displaying the number one
Ay, like the Ghostface song, another dadaist lumineer
So don't you tremble in fear
When you can change the world
But only when you understand how this sword works
Now show me how this sword works
I used to rap as a hobby without foreseeing,
Rhyming and flowing’s importance and crucial meaning
So now I ask the padawans listening
Tell me, what is the true definition of emceeing?

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Written by Cyrus Mirrors
Performed by Cyrus Mirrors
Produced by Cyrus Mirrors
Engineered by Cyrus Mirrors
Artwork by Cyrus Mirrors
Recorded at the ominous Globe Al-South headquarters (my room)

Released independently by Globe Al-South Records

Definition of Emceeing

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Production, Mastering, Mixing, Lyrics, Rapping - Kapper Kneesocks

(Verse)
A Breeze Blows And Knocks Me Out of This World
To Solely Showcase a New Route For Me And Spout a Story.
Summers' Dress Dragging So Serene,
She Gotta Keep The Flow For Means And She Lifts It Up High.
Now She All Nude To Numb My Mind; Is It Dumb If I Grab a
Chunk of The Pie? She Lunged Onto My Eye!
She Then Mount Into My Mouth,
She Passed On The Cloud of The Blunt If I Ever Cry.
Sun With The Shine!
She Had Sensuality, Slipping Off My Clothes
And She Feels My Skin, Painting Me With Her Fingers Soft;
Colouring a Line That Lingers Off From Breast To Breast
Down To The Top of My Clit.
My Front Body Was Now Built Like a Mural of a Church
And She Always Knew In Time For All That I Was Worth.
We Collided With The Best of Both Worlds, Strikes The Core
Because Inside Was Stashed By Squirrels, Lights What Stores.
She Screamed Raw With a Battle Cry That'll Try Fight What Sores
And Before It Spreads, Treat The Blight With Force Like Dinosaurs.
But She Snapped Me Back Down To Gravity, She Likes Having Me
Just Enjoy The Love We Live.
Her Arms Bounded Around My Back To Lift Me Up,
She Tearing Up, Screw Being Subtle, She Shouted "Kiss Me! Fuck!".
We Rubbed Each Other Harder, The Camels' Foot Stomps An Earthquake.
We Cum Together And Would Prompt a New Birth To Shake.
We Both Lie On Our Backs Naked, Watching Sky To Dusk
From The Mattress of The Tall Grass, What a High Must!
We Cuddled Close With Our Skin Clinging Like Plasticine,
Waiting While The Galaxy Bled The Dome And That Was When
I Realised The Beauty of Nature And What Fate You're Put Into.
While My Mind Storing That Memory, I Was Shocked By The
Sightings of a Supernova.
What The Bright Brings Proved For More of a Change.
Fireflies Flew, And Jellyfish Jumped On Land
To Give a Bump And a Hand For This Beauty You See.
Ms. Summer Solidified Our Time Together,
A Real Reason Why I Can Rhyme, She Ruled To Brew Weather.
She Plopped And Popped Where My Eye Was Looking At
With a Smug Smile And Spoke About a Try of Cooking That
Love We Lived One More Time.
We Agreed To Do So And She Raised a Gun For a Fight
Where We Both Ruled To Have The Most Fun For The Night.

Ms. Summer

Ms. Summer (Instrumental)

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