The Raven - CYNE

Then this ebony bird beguiling my sad fancy into smiling

By the grave and stern decorum of the countenance it wore

«Though thy crest be shorn and shaven, thou,» I said, «art sure no craven

Ghastly grim and ancient Raven wandering from the Nightly shore—

Tell me what thy lordly name is on the Night’s Plutonian shore!»

Quoth the Raven «Nevermore.»

Not magic tragedy in the win

Me and him seraphim while I’m out on the limb

Begin to the innermost, I boast, hoping to blend

Merging thought and love because I’m dying of sin

We do anything, calming down, no more tingling

I rap about future things, future is, future does

Goodbye innocence and as I smell brimstone

Ash on the ground, stone showing imminence

I do this ‘til the ghosts come, aligning with the star chamber

And see the same star that the Wise Men saw

Bearing gifts to it, I am Rick Rubin

Rocking with LL Cool, we down to move it

I am the last redeemer, a stranger without a visa

Living in a strange land.

Damn, take me back to Giza

So I can hold the Earth still when I research

The reason of the purpose of the hurt with a day to work

Damn, this is a last will and testament

No matter what happens to me, my words are still relevant

Soul’s still evident, works take precedence

My presence on this Earth is worth the view from Heaven—speak it

Fall gently ‘til the pain hits me

A rush of blood to the head—instead the rain just missed me

Walk tall with a big stick, the words I spit are forgiveness

I rip it ‘til you throw fits.

I spill blood ‘til I walk crip

I make lame niggas backflip with smooth criminal tactics

Amateur until you practice

You word players' last verse say I’m current to the happenings

Damn near fucked this, I lust for some justice

I feel the ether eat through all my skin and it sucks, bitch

«Why you wanna do like that and walk badly?»

Said the elderly man to the useless

Same day, math day.

Same shit, I hate fate

Change circumstance so I can dance on the moon base

Reach Mars to touch mothers, starships, and hardships

I’ll ride it ‘til the time’s gone, look down from up above

Double towers of Babel, my feathers are the darkest silk

Two wings I fling—no man can ever injure this

Fly away to joy.

One day, I’ll be at peace again

«Never more,» said the raven—goodbye to innocence

Since he ate the bitter fruit out the garden riot suit

‘Til the burner to your sweater, make another ‘til he’s dead

Years later, here is me—another hurting human being

Wonder why the serpent took the time just to ruin me dreams

, will we ever make it back to better weather?

«Nevermore,» said the raven—nothing else and see you later

«Nevermore,» said the raven