appears at the end of The Ballad of Noah as a bonus track Wake up in the morning, press the Colgate Brush my teeth, then Im hitting the streets to meditate Went outside, and the sky was rather grey But I paid no attention kept moving upon my way Went down the block, and skanked a little further When this kid came up, he said whats up with MC Murdah? That was then son, this is now I live in the moment like a why to a how Wow, thats profound, just break that down Thats when I proceeded to show him the pro to the noun I found instead of trying to be what I was I be what I is which makes us the wizard of us Plus Im really sick and tired of complaints Of hip hop this, rap that and what it aint Id rather do a dance, find some romance Or pray to my father in heaven to get a chance He glanced down and looked rather disappointed But then he looked up and looked up and looked rarather anointed He said, MC Murdah, they wait for the man And the master of the ceremony that was unplanned Damn, you quit pit you know Plus I grab microphones from here to Gadow I keep my mind still like the art of tablow And no matter what they say I go on with the show We laughed, and gave each other a pound Exchanged numbers, I said kid see you around Continued with my stroll for that lazy afternoon But then out from the sky I heard a great big boom Eh, yo, I couldnt tell you why But purple rain straight started falling from the sky I started to cry, I thought it a lie I prayed for my mother oh me oh my You should of seen the people jumping and crying and screaming Believing the seasons was changing the rain was the pain of the nature And running and coming and going and low and beholding And wishing the sun was golden and hoping it wasnt over Damn, now people to this day cant tell you what I saw It was raw it broke every mortal thought, every law Yo, in awe I was, a buzz, then a light, and it said to me right We be them rap kids from galaxies a far And it seems that maybe your rhymes are up to par So if you want to live on within this universe You have to kick a dope verse, and dont curse Oh hey well what do you know? My life came down to how well I could really flow So I thanked god for this magna stage And dropped that rhyme on the corner and it went this way I take it to the limit infinite, I been it committed to finish I did it and if they bit it I heavy hitted to get it This record of water is sort of the slaughter of mortal thoughts It borders on orders and cant be thought of the bought by cash K dash, fly from going to last, what is the task you ask And what alien form is this man talking Is he human or Vulcan, escaping or stalking Or walking away from the rhyme by sledding down white hills of snow Tobogganing canadiana, my granny Georgiana, my brother stays in Atlanta I rock over cabanas of intellectual manners You get hit by the gamma rays sort of like David Banner Now the mind is a terrible thing to waste Even worse is the great void of infinite space That extends beyond time Beyond all math Your watch can only measure the second that just passed but That doesnt matter Im just a BBoy That gets mad excited when the crowd makes sound of crowd noise
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