Redemption's Reprise (Intro)

[Pre-Intro] (Backmasked songs from Songs For...) [Intro] Jojo: "...because they're mean." Speed: Pictures are mean, why are pictures mean? Raquel: I thought he said "they're annoying." Speed: Why are pictures mean, JoJo? It's Christmas JoJo: It's not Christmas, daddy. You know it's not Christmas! [Verse One: Speed on the Beat] From kings and queens were born thugs and sycophants From John Edward was born this here man Who's seen trials and tribulations most men would shy from Because the outcome? It wasn't easy from the jump Risen from the ashes many times, but still I must outrun The clock on its final chime so my reprise is upon... Us all, Redemption song, preaching gospels of Marley They listen hardly because I refuse to leave like Garvey Spirit of Martin Luther, probably more because of transgressions Immortal stance but human flesh, so I know that I’m destined To drop the ball a few times, but fall I’ll never do Stand tall, no Manute, but I "sweared" that I’d bowl through Anybody that tried to stand in my way Of my freedom, mutiny to those that tried to cave Me into that old self, with no hope for a better day Requiem for young SOTB, a new me stands today Middle finger to the nonbelievers and fingerpointers I told y'all on Songs For... I would find y'all and slaughter Everything and everybody that tried to hold me back I said these niggas won't hold me back Bitch, no Maybach music, I keep it black! Even though I'm mostly gray, matters not you have no brain You think that you gonna topple kings? Fucking insane The end came I revived and you experienced some blackness I gave you songs for a revolution, here's the reprise bitch Stop it, you're cocky, you don't run shit, that's what they say 'til I pop shit and drop them like a cooked grenade and walk away Rock this, prop the members of my team up above awkward days When the skies cried from the iris of the son, no more sadness And I've got my Queen back, sitting on our makeshift throne Ready to overthrow the false idols of your dreams Don't you remember on EIC, we wear crowns over here? So no fear will seep into our plane of being [Verse Two: Speed on the Beat] And you can chop down the tree, but you'll never kill the roots So if I decease, my legacy will live on until you sleep For the seeds of my future, will mature into new kings Ready to stand against, makeshift tyranny You hearing me?, as I'm steering the Double-R, into the train station Armed with nitroglycerin to disarm any silly men Who try to stand against the mortal immortal Transcend ignorance while you transport into it, portal But this is no game, though I do control this Redemption's Reprise, Double-R Two Shit No Truthful Revelations, no Heartbreakers No wars against myself, no suicide through expectations One of these mornings, I woke up and I decided that I Would fly above the simple shit that I fell victim to The first time, and my rhymes transcended simple tunes Remember a time when that'd be something everyone'd do? Even with simple tunes, the money, jewels and the hoes and foods Foreign to the pallet unless one lived amongst the Joneses... Out the hood, but we're not out the woods yet Even though we skirted through the cliffs Redemption's Reprise, new breath for the hard of hearing in this... And this is...Part Three of the S4 Trilogy DAR's resident one-man-army, even though the whole squad's still behind me... Speed [Replay of intro conversation]