Legend tribute – a homage to 50 Cent’s come-up story!

Summer HEAT

The 50 Cent Story

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AbyssusAbsconditusᴮʸ ᴾˡˢᴰⁿᵗᶜʰᵃˢᵉ

A glance that lingers
A breath half-heard
The quiet spell
Of an unspoken word

Subliminal
Invisible
Unthinkable
Irresistible

A trace of perfume
The hint of a smile
The  memory stays
Of that subtle style

Subliminal
Original
Incredible
Unforgettable

Nothing was spoken
Yet everything true
The story's old
But melody's new

The rhythm is chill
The harmony blue
A silence that sings
A song about you

Subliminal
Fantastical
Quite spiritual
So magical

You…

Subliminal


Invisible.

Unthinkable.

Irresistible.




Subliminal

Original

Incredible

Unforgettable




Subliminal

fantastical

quite spiritual

so magical

Subliminal

We always speaking… What are we spelling with our words?
We always growing… What we growing towards?
We always moving… But what's keeping us in motion?
Times keep on changing… But is this really evolution?

I hear them say, "People need something to believe in." Agreed. So let them. Don't steal their faith— Mostly need you not to intercede. You ain't helping, just deceiving.
Like, we might believe you, But you gotta believe us
When we tell you how we feel, What we think, gotta trust us
If you want our trust. Reciprocity really a core lesson, Your contempt getting in the way Of connection.
Now you always knowing Exactly what's happened, where it's going, But you didn’t question that, you gave the order, made the map, 
Made a photocopy and said
This is where we will be at.

We always feeding… But what are we really eating? We always watching… But what are we really seeing?
You always speaking… But who you speaking to? You always moving… What you running from?
Ain’t it strange you own the world,
And are more a prisoner than anyone?

I hear you say people are just this, The world is just like that. But when's the last time you tried on their shoes?or circled back?
I heard you collecting different views Like different pairs of glasses, Higher tint, different hues, Same perspective confirming what you knew.
That's not how I see it though— You seeing like me? Doesn't matter the contrast, wavelengths You filter, you still seeing just like you As you imagine I might be.

I been watching, listening, Questioning—what is this place? We so entrenched in the system, It become a symptom to question Who we are, why we breathe Like questioning the air.
But if you dare, sit with that— Maybe we chose to be here. I don't know, does it matter? Is it something we can prove? Is it something we can face?
Sit back down, not your turn
Still my move.

Can't tell if you're growing… Or just moving numbers, Stealing don't build and shape— It atrophies and incites anger in others.
Only thing changing is the facade… But is it really evolution Just because you say you are gods?
Plants stretch towards sunlight, Animals gather around water, Where we be running? Hustle, hustle hard.
We got the right instinct, But missed the nurture. Running, running, running— Gotta win the race, or else
This ain’t living, this is horror.

Don't know where we going, Don't know why we racing, You know how I know? Even when you get it, You backtrack, regress,
Can’t face it, still on the same race track.
People racing to red lights all the time, Such urgency, it's unnerving— We all losing time, counting down the clock. What's so important for you swerving?
Literally what you know I don't? I ain't risking no one's life Trying to stay ahead in a loop, This endless road.

Rest let us reflect, Enjoy the view and plan The next path to pursue.
Naw, so here we are, Here I am, talking to… A projection, an introjection I imagine might be something like me, Something like you.
Walking through the many questions Life asks without words, I'm translating language through Its questions. Universe like to keep me guessing…
And so do you.

Questions

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[Intro]
One step from silence… one breath from gone…
I don’t know if I can hold on…*








[Verse 1]
These walls are closing in, I feel the pressure crawl
Shadows in my bloodstream, voices in the hall
Every word I scream just falls into the void
I’m alive but I’m empty, I’m used then destroyed

My hands are heavy, my heart is thin
I’m a war I can’t remember how to win
The edge is calling like a friend I know
A final step, a way to let it go

[Pre-Chorus]

But something inside whispers soft in my chest
*This can’t be the end, this can’t be the rest…*

[Chorus]

Back from the edge, I will pull you through
Your breath still matters, your fire still burns true
You are not the silence, you are not the shame
You’re the light in the storm, you are more than your pain
So back from the edge, don’t let the dark decide
I bled for your life — you don’t have to die

[Verse 2]

I’ve been counting the reasons to just let go
But every number bleeds, every thought runs cold
I wear my failures like a crown of thorns
Every promise I broke leaves another storm

I hear the lie: *“You’ll never be enough”*
And I’m too worn down to call that bluff
I’m standing in the fire, I’m choking in the flood
Everything screams that I’m not worth the blood

[Pre-Choruse]

But if I could believe — if I could just hear…
That love is louder than this fear…

[Chorus]

Back from the edge, I will pull you through
Your breath still matters, your fire still burns true
You are not the silence, you are not the shame
You’re the light in the storm, you are more than your pain
So back from the edge, don’t let the dark decide
I bled for your life — you don’t have to die

[Bridge]

“What if I fall again?”
Then I’ll lift you up again.
Even graves can’t silence my song.
 “Why would You even care?”
Because your name is carved in the air!

[Breakdown]

FIGHT IT BACK — DON’T BELIEVE THE LIE
YOUR HEART STILL BEATS — YOU WERE NOT DESIGNED TO DIE
(Back from the edge — back from the edge!)
I’M BREAKING THE CHAINS — I’M CALLING YOUR NAME

[Final Chorus]

Back from the edge, I will pull you through
Your breath still matters, your fire still burns true
You are not the silence, you are not the shame
You’re the light in the storm, you are more than your pain
So back from the edge, don’t let the dark decide
I bled for your life — you don’t have to die

[Outro]

*One step from silence… but I hear Your voice…
Maybe tomorrow… maybe I still have a choice…*

Back From the Edge

[Verse 1]  
Echoes claw the skull's backdoor, fingers slick with yesterday's rot  
Chasin' ghosts that grin like exes, teeth filed sharp on forgotten plots  
Mind's a sewer rat sprint, dodgin' floods of what-ifs gone sour  
Pills rattle like loose change in a coffin, buyin' hours by the hour  
Fists pound the mirror till it spits blood confessions, "You ain't king"  
Crown's a noose of neon lies, swingin' low where the weak hearts cling  
Demons DJ the static, scratchin' tracks of "almost was" on repeat  
Feet drag through tar-pit thoughts, sinkin' slow, no lifeline, no beat  
Rage bubbles up like bad acid, burnin' bridges to bone-dry ash  
Last laugh's a wheeze from the void, echoin' "crash, you fool, crash"  

[Chorus]  
Shadows slither, swallow whole, no mercy in the swallow's throat  
Chasin' tails in black-hole basements, where the light forgot to show  
Yell till lungs cave, "Come get me!"—they just laugh and let you choke  
Mind's meat grinder, churnin' dreams to dust, one hopeless poke  
Shadows, shadows, pull me under, drown the fire in your ink  
Chasin', bleedin', never winnin', just the brink and bitter brink  
Echo back my broken howls, make the crowd scream it thin  
Shadows win, shadows win, let the spiral spin us in  

[Verse 2]  
Woke up tastin' rust and regret, tongue thick with unsaid goodbyes  
Eyes like cracked phone screens, scrollin' scrolls of alibis that die  
Friends fade to pixels, ghosts in group chats, typin' "we good?" lies  
Bottle's bottom mocks the promise, "One more swig, then you fly"  
But wings are wet rags, clipped by doubts that nest in ribcage cracks  
Nights stack like unpaid bills, interest pilin' panic attacks  
Whispers from the wallpaper peel, "Quit pretendin', you're the hack"  
Laughter's a luxury tax, paid in tears that streak the track  
Fury's a flat tire on the freeway, spinnin' wild, no traction left  
Just skid marks of "shoulda" leadin' to the cliff where hope went deaf  

[Chorus]  

[Verse 3]  
Threads of sanity fray like cheap socks, trippin' over toe-stub truths  
Youth's a scam artist, sold me futures wrapped in fool's proof  
Now I'm pawnin' memories for matches, lightin' fuses to the fuse  
Boom—scattered shards of "me" rain down, nothin' left but the blues  
Rivals in my head hall, circlin' like vultures on a vibe  
Pickin' clean the carcass of confidence, leavin' gristle to survive  
Scream at ceilings stained with smoke rings from cigars of "why try?"  
They stare back blank, judgin' silent, "Boy, you're just another die"  
Twist the knife of nostalgia slow, carve out chunks of what burned bright  
Left with embers that mock the hunger, starvin' fierce in endless night  

[Bridge]  
Breathe it in, the rot-rose scent, petals wiltin' on the vine  
One step from the edge, toes curl 'round nothin', spine's a crooked line  
What if the chase ends empty? Just a loop of "you again"  
Fists unclench, drop the fight—let the dark twins pull you in  
But nah, spark flares wild, veins pump venom, "Not yet, you pricks!"  
Rage rebirth, a glitch in the gloom, teeth bared for the fix  
Shadows scatter for a sec, then regroup, thicker, meaner twist  
Cycle spins eternal, suck the soul dry with a kiss  

[Verse 4]  
Barrel down the brain-storm alley, thunder thoughts crack like whips  
Lips spit lightning bolts of spite, zappin' doubts to smoky strips  
Exes haunt the rearview, smirks say "Told ya, kid, you slipped"  
Grip the wheel white-knuckled, swervin' 'round the pit they dug quick  
Pockets full of IOUs from gods who ghosted on the deal  
Heal? That's a punchline for the privileged, feel the raw, unpeel  
Walls close in like bad trips, graffiti screams your failures loud  
Crowd it out with curses chained, a torrent tearin' through the cloud  
Endgame's a whisper: "Fold now, save the ache"—but fuck that plea  
I'll chase these bastards to the marrow, burn the whole damn tree

Shadows Win

I’m offline for the night, plotting out lines
You won’t get the damn picture till it’s headline time
I’m offline for the night, plotting out lines
You won’t get the damn picture till it’s headline time

Phone screen black but the vision all lit
Ideas doing sprints while the timeline sits
Everybody loud like they live on stage
I’m in Draft Mode cook before I hit “engage”
Late night noodles and a cracked screen glow
New page open like “where we finna go?”
I don’t need a cheer squad hypin’ my state
I’m in the background setting up fate
Gotta crop out noise, keep the frame tight
Small roster, only ride-or-dies in sight
Numbers look quiet but bitch, that’s bait
Silence got a way of raising the stakes
They think I’m ghost, nah, 숨 쉬어 just fine
I’m blueprint-mapping how to bend this time
I vanish like typo but I’m coding the arc
Every “offline” moment is fueling the spark
So let ’em assume I’m just chillin’ inside
Confidence coded, 산처럼 quiet and high

I’m offline for the night, plotting out lines
You won’t get the damn picture till it’s headline time
I’m offline for the night

Low heat moves, simmer then strike
Everything perfect needs patience applied
칼같이 edits, cut what ain’t sound
Precision got power when pressure’s around
Could’ve posted receipts, but that ruins the point
Real growth don’t selfie, real shit’s unseen
Let ’em scroll past me like I’m not a threat
They’ll come runnin’ back when the future connects
Bookmarks hit while they sleep on the page
Alarm goin’ off when the rollout’s staged
I’m leveling soft ware they can’t even test
Beta build vibes, I’m steps ahead
One day the room gon’ feel like déjà vu
Like “how he blow up?” man, I gave you clues
So if I dip when the chat loud tonight
That’s chapter work, not avoiding the light
Plotting my “since when?” moment to bloom
Quiet storms always reshape the room
I’m offline for the night, plotting out lines
You won’t get the damn picture till it’s headline time
Offline for the night

I’m offline for the night, plotting out lines
You won’t get the damn picture till it’s headline time
Calm ain’t calm, it’s the storm on prime
Patience the cheat code, the upgrade divine
I don’t need rollouts begging for eyes
History rewrites when the moment arrives
When lightning hits, don’t call it surprise
I forecasted this shit between yawns and rice
7-Eleven glow leak under the blinds
Every dim night polish how bright I’ll shine
If you ever doubted, stand in the line
Proof takes time, and I’m almost on time

Quiet Storms

Colt 45..... [Frostbite Howlers ft. Afroman] (uncensored)

Moses

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Marcel was born in a hospital and became a child at a young age, showing much promise as a toddler, he was already illiterate in 3 languages before finishing elementary school. As a result of his relentless curiosity and lack of respect for social norms, he navigated successfully around receiving a formal education and entered into the work force in his teens, playing piano, performing magic tricks and stand-up comedy in exchange for money and respect.

Before reaching 20 he was already a regular at comedy clubs around Toronto, occasionally winning laughter and applause from his audience when not being booed off stage.

After working on a documentary film for a couple of magicians in China in 1999, he began to spend more time back in the motherland and became a bi-cultural jack of all trades and dabbled in many roles, taking part in everything from Beijing Music Festival to Magic shows on CCTV.

Working as a freelance creative meant he would take jobs ranging from writing to directing to acting to producing sound track for commercials and assorted video/audio projects... 

But above all, he is most proud of his work done out-side of the context of getting paid, when he writes ditties of music and songs for no purpose other than to capture a sliver of inspiration from muses who occasionally visit him in his waking dreams.

Subliminal

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