[Mega Ran] -Verse 1-

The black mic was defeated in a close call/
I told em that when duty calls, my team won't fall,/
We The bravest the most courageous/
Now The battle is won but the war still wages/


Everyday is a fight
Everyday of my life,/
Tired of going left,
One day I pray I get right,/
Money is always tight
My friends are always leaving/
Trying to beat the odds, but I just wanna break even/
So when I met my crew, it was such a relief/
The ending of all the heartbreak disappointment and grief,/
Finally had some homies I'd scrap and I'd die for/,
Someone to look out for, and to provide for/
So when the battle ensued I would supply more/
And set a off fireworks like it was July 4/
Haven't mastered the elements, yet/
But it's almost as if they recognized the nature of every single threat/
'Cause they banded together for the final fight/
It was unlike anything I'd seen in my life, yet/
Quite a spectacle, I wouldn't believe it if I hadn't peeped it/
The universe exposing all of its deepest secrets/
...and to me of all people/
That's when I realized we're not created equal,/
Many are called yo, and few are chosen,/
And these are the stories of those men,/
Who make a way when all walls have closed in/
Who see the evils in the dark and expose them/
Yeah. And Who knows what the future holds,/
When you put effort into the things that you control/
Kinda surprising truth be told,/
You can get stopped just short like the Hawks in the super bowl/
Yeah.. Thats why I maintain humility /
Keep control of my faculties up in any facility/
And now there's one more task,/
A final battle so we can find peace at last/
So many chapters, and now we're at the end of them/
Preparing for the fight of the millennium/


[Last BeNeVoLeNcE] -Verse 2-

But, looking back, things were just so strange/
After we won, in my heart I felt pain/
'Cuz you see, I used to be the Black Mic/
Or a part of his heart, when I thought I saved lives/
All I did was say lies/
My old quest to "save the world" was a false vision in mind's eyes/
Then, I figured, I needed a new direction/
I made an escaped, "exodus" from my perceptions/
That's when I had awakened in Polyphony/
But even, when I see the Black Mic, I know it isn't me/
I don't spit rhymes about crooked politicians/
I never smoked, never took the life of someone livin'/
The only girl I ever really had was Snowberry/
I never played with a single heart, so every/
Thing the Black Mic represented, I resented
His morals I had rejected, his dark heart, I had left it/


[Last BeNeVoLeNcE] -Hook-

I can be my own artist my own person,/
I don't need to follow, I don't need to be cursin'/
People will still hear my voice and my words when/
I speak my expressions, I hope you heard this/

I can be my own artist my own person,/
I don't need to follow, I don't need to be cursin'/
People will still hear my voice and my words when/
I speak my expressions, please observe this/