VERSE 1 I jump on the track and attack with surprise, like a taliban suicide bomber in disguise, I arise from the pitch black depths of the sea, where even great white sharks never wanna battle me, You wont find my music in HMV, you'll find it in a cave in hell, and the devil has the key, my CD's toxic, I drop radiation, like the Hiroshima Nuclear power station, the ancient guardian of rap I defend it, a million deceased are released when my pen hits paper, from an unknown dimension, I've got no reflection and altered perception, a unique make, superior creation, I'm bringin pure terror to whatever the occasion, who am I, the mighty MC, bust any other crew cos I rep 5E, CHORUS ...Hauntin MC, the darkest darkness and you cant disagree, rinsing my everlasting powercell of dark matter, battering my critics with lyrics that make the mic shatter, theres no point in saying the lords prayer, like kruger I'm right there in ya nightmare, my hypnotic stare scares you to believe, that I've torched all trees and there's no air to breath, VERSE 2 Mighty fiuckin white upon the mic, I'm like a white knuckle ride so buckle up and hold tight, right on beat I'm gonna reach out the speaker, and blow the richter scale right off the meter, I'm leary like a wife beater (what) , make a rhyme pad of your family tree (chop), I'm mad yo, my bio hazardous rap flow, cracks stone and turns the whole world into a black hole, and your only at my storms edge, I swarm you with my lyrics and drown you in my vortex, my thoughts have such force I'm using, a mic that has to be powered by nuclear fusion, bruising your mind, my rhymes cause delusion, illusions are sent to your eyes, confusion, is spread through your veins, your heart is pulsing, so fast your body parts start convulsing

VERSE 1 Pandemonium, I’ve lost my way within this maze, I’m dismayed with reality, mind apparently crazed, I’m raised by poltergeists, exist within a void, Not scared that I’m trapped – but tapped and paranoid, While demons and gargoyles smile as they watch, While I’m dropped in a bottomless pit that never stops, Fibre optics and lasers creating projections, On clusters of crystals ejecting reflections, I suddenly change direction, then I see, A digital display…Quadrant 5 - section E, Which dimension could this be, My feet touch a substance which automatically swallows me, Into the - oblivion of a billion tears, In a sea of nightmares swim my greatest fears, As I turn to run Im pinned back by thunder spears, than keep me down here for another hundred years, CHORUS Pandemonium, I cause terror, confusion Abusing a realm of a horrific illusion, I thrive on disorder, my thoughts parasites, with no antidote, when you hear panic strikes, here come the, pandemic hallucinations, of cartoon spacecraft, alien invasions, there's no limitations here, so if you fear bedlam you better steer clear VERSE 2 I cross the stream of bad dreams and plea to be free But these big green weeds drag me down by my feet Then I freeze, I see trees die from disease While i'm locked in time for what seems like centuries I squeeze free, as I start to defrost An icicle forms as the first water drops drop Crops grow into this magical beings That alter humans as they modify our genes To redesign the mind of the best By taking out hate to replace it with peace Then I feel please, as I’m swooped into darkness That’s feeling of ease, is rapidly lost, im thrust trough boundaries Outta that into this An enigma entangled with an abyss Is this my destination I think so That very second Im forced into a hole labelled limbo

I cross the universe on holographic steppin stones droppin crystalized rhymes through this galaxy I roam away from home feelin like I’ve been disowned I blow the matter from the palms of my hands to read my bones, and as it goes, my soul it was chosen, their the cards that I been dealt, but the bones in my hands are broken, so I can’t hold em, and so I’m laying em on the table, for every one to see, like my expression being grateful, with a blank face, I thank no higher force, I’ll make them pay for their crimes and I’ll show no remorse, fuck heaven, are there even gods, cos I’m gonna have to kill a few to even up the odds, fuck the Nephilim, I declare war on reptilians, for they’ve before killed a billion of you civilians, and I’m a take arms up as a fight for all your freedom, for I exist to win this war before I supercede em, Whats is this life about, I look up to the skies, I broke the laws of this universe, Im paying for the crime, rhymes are…the reason that my future lies, behind bars…like a prisoner that’s doing time, see, I’ve witnessed bare fuckery, life is ugly, people takin into their own hands like cutlery, to cut it short, whats that all about it bugs me, but im a hippocite because ive thought about it trust me, Its dark, the thoughts in life we have when times are hard, I wear my pride on my sleeve and never hide behind my bars, I’ve dug deep, down inside within the caverns of my heart, to find the strength and the fire inherited from my past, generations, and that’s what gives me motivation, the ancient revelations carried out by my relations, my relatives of many moons ago, who laid the stones, for which I build upon today with everything I know, So whats it all about , the Universe amazes me, and I’ve witnessed a hell of a lot of life so nothing fazes me, ya cant break me down, your chance of winning is devoid I’m Pure energy – impossible to be destroyed I’m raw data, spittin the images of my visions with my lyrics that are packed into the riddim with precision engineering, clearly my rhymes are pioneering the emotion I intsill within your heart always endearing to haunt your soul – so what it’s the after life a life where only those with heart survive where mortals can’t survive, and only those who’ve earned it will have the chance to carry on with others who deserve it my flames eternal, my light will never expire my music left behind within the world to inspire all thats required is quiet s0 people can listen and unravel the puzzle to hear the message that im giving The first of the second coming with a third strike bringin forth the essence of the 5th with a mic, using my sixth sense, to lift the seventh seal with an eighth of my strength in the ninth hour kneel before no fuckin god, my listeners as my witness I answer to no one but myself about my business until I die, in fact until I come alive I will be stuck here - as a ghost hauntin you with rhymes Theres where my future lies

VERSE 1 I remember back when I was a kid growing up, Partyin til 5 o’clock at Lucy’s and throwing up, Then jumping in myth’s nova for a cruise, joyriding in a field still trippin off the shrooms, I used to spit to drum n bass and have a zoot or two, Session til the sun come up, then come down to go to school, But wasted that opportunity for bein cool, Truth is I've always been a rebellious so fuck rules, I would have smashed my exams but for getting high, And missing class because of skiving off em all of the time, lookin back in hindsight I realise, Back in the days at school those were the greatest times, But now were getting on, growing up I’m 25, some ended up in jail, a few didn’t survive, But that’s life, i'm alive and hauntin you with rhymes, And I ‘m a rep for everyone that’s been a part of mine, CHORUS Demons of mine, keep playing tricks with my head, demons of mine, why can't they let me be free, demons of mine, keep playing tricks with my head, why cant they let me be free VERSE 2 Ive been rock bottom battling my sanity, Searching for a sign while trying to find clarity, Fuck depression…that shit killed a friend, And its just-a-matter-a-time before it strikes again, But my music is and always was my light, Shining bright to illuminate a path as I recite, Rhymes designed to strike through the darkness of night, So I’m shooting for the stars and my targets in my sights, At war with my demons tryin strike em from my heart, altho every single one of them has played a vital part, In my development, and all of em have played a major role, because I didn’t lose the lesson and I’ve used em all to grow, all these negatives have taught me how to fight, I turned them all into positives and now I realise, That even tho I hate the fuckers I ‘m a hold em tight, Cos there my demons, the reasons that Im still alive, VERSE 3 I guess I’ve changed a bit, I don’t even smoke, I hardly have a drink, I never even have a toke… I aint got time for alcohol because it causes bare, Problems… that not to say an alki doesn’t care, Just that he wasn’t there for choosin drink over kids, It turns an honest man to someone always tellin fibs, a lesson with which - I had to get to grips, livin life in the shadows of a fatherless eclipse, That’s a way of life- I don’t wanna live, Within the grips of an addiction that doesnt give, It always nagging you to have a sip and doesn’t quit, That’s still a battle with a demon I struggle with, so fuck the people that try and figure out me, quick to judge not knowing a single thing about me, About my lifestyle, trials ,tribulations, About the times i've overcome major complications, Try me out – whatever ya bring - I’m primed, For whatever the fuck you throw at me, I’ll fight, You’ll never know the pain that I hold deep inside, I’ll never give in,, you’ll never take my pride, You cant deny the passion in my rhymes, You cant deny my strength, for that I’ll never hide, And march directly to wherever my demons reside, And for the final time, win these battles in my mind,

VERSE 1 This is the story of a kid with an affliction, spittin diction within a riddim his addiction, he’s sick, real quick without the therapy each day Of a dark melody within the remedy of bass, A beat junkie, this individual is me, See I can’t even live a single day without a beat, Believe me the only reason I’ve ever needed to breath – is to blow the dust of a record sleeve, but I never clean the grime from the vinyl, I love the crackle on the wax it is vital, A Side or B this decision is essential Choices choices - go with instrumental white labels – I always start with them, Spin the dirtiest of beats at 33 RPM, heavyweight acetate to turntable platter place needle to groove, the room soon evaporates, respiratory state escalating Rush of blood straight to the brain, elevating mindstate while eyes dilate, my hearts pulsing So fast my bodyparts start convulsing Thinking that this lifestyle’s killin me, But Hip-Hop’s my soul, I’d die for it willingly, Audio’s my drug, I’ll never stop using I was born to this live this way and I will die still abusing…   VERSE 2 So I’ve given up for one day, my soul is in decay, (Drop beat) Scratching is the only thing that helps to ease the pain, I need a hit, just a quick tiny little taste, So I grab a favourite tape from my crate and press play (Reverb Snare) 4/4 90 beats per minute that’s my favourite shit, Turn it up, sit back, nod my head and a take a hit, Digest the digital sound waves I drink, before I can think, I sink into vivid inks, To a consciousness heightened in a state where I see giant Crystallized butterflies blocking out the moonlight, Heart aligned, free spirit opening my minds eye tides turns to gold under rainbows in the night sky The saturated quality is beautiful, Minor keys dance upon my soul - so musical I breath the analogue - static fills my lungs Skip along…. the hypnotic holographic drums Of the boom bap pattern that is soothing my arteries calm harmonies in my heart, become part of me, and I cannot resist, the melody is hauntin me, Its time I just admitted I’m an addict, I was born to be! VERSE 3 On the streets hungry … living in a void, I’m hopelessly skint, homeless and unemployed, With a habit of rapping over beats that never ceases, And everyone is telling me my life has gone to pieces “You should be married in a big house with two kids” truth is chasing your dreams is just stupid fuck that! The only thing that matters is my music you gonna lose it dude your too attached to it” I’m hooked, family and friends keep warning me, but the kick and snare in my head keep callin me, and I really can’t help it – just one more Hit, damn this is bad shit man - I’m done for, drown in my alphabetic vomit as I die, My spirit cries more before I come back to life, And even though I swore to god I’ll never be the same ’ll wake up tomorrow and I’ll do it all again I'm a beat junkie

Walkin the streets at night im hyped Linkin ya mind with my rhyme now my thoughts you are thinking while Sinking deep creepin into a dream Of peace and unity ya lost but ya feel free I let go of this man made system I hibernate in my own world while i'm twistin Ya senses, tune in to my own waves Being afraid on road there's no way Head held high, I’m a warrior in this Dark abyss - a true soldier proud of the fifth rotation the generation of radiation Facing the cycle of life termination Its vital we understand why we die for a reason, cos we expand to another life It aint the end – it’s the merge of the circle Rebirth onto this earth is universal Its universal – its universal Rebirth I live then die in reversal Direction – I walk within the night i'm nocturnal these characters I meet upon the street are controversial every one of em have got there very own story but similar experience of this purgatory there own reason to die there own territory there own dreams in life to find there own glory I’m individually travelling this dark road To beat the cameras I rub my face in charcoal I'm just a number in a catalogue of cargo scanned by the system like im a fuckin bar code I continue moving I’m a show persistence And terminate anyone who’s showin me resistance from anybody negative I keep my distance I cut em off, I love my nomadic existence CHORUS When at night I go to sleep, fourteen angles what to keep two my head are guarding, two my feet are guarding 1 my body cover through these streets I wander now I know that I am safe, in England VERSE 2 No fear on my own I spent most my years A lot of pain...a lot of broken heart tears, cheers Now listen what I got to say About the characters I greet upon the streets every day I meet breakers, deejays, and artists A few skater, a couple lyricist A few raver, big up the junglist And the independent underground Hip-Hop terrorists But that’s it, other than that its lost souls I'm on a quest to try and find the lost scrolls Then Spread the truth so its no longer a mystery and let the human race discover their hidden history I hope to prize ya mind open I’m rollin- with elements of nature in potent Form wont stop til my paradox of spoken Thoughts is shared with the world cos Im chosen No joke, written in my stars is my omen

Everyones got story's, mines called caucasian enragement, the beat is the picture frame, my lyrics are the paining, forwards ever, back never like helter skelter, the Hip-Hop slang sling shit rap pelter I spit unique mystical lyrical techniques, a wizard on the mics, like a computer to geeks, I'm known to rip tracks like big tits in tight tops the formula one of Hip-Hop without the pit stops the only way were underneath you is cos were undergroud Im outta ink off to the market up town rinse out my dole money but i'm sound as a pound my last quid went on biro's to get some flows down this verse is so fresh that the inks still wet poison rap, bite it get an intense instant death Blade told me "Just do what comes natural" to me that means produce, scratch, graf, write and battle too you have to spit from the heart and have commitment believe in yourself, save up for good equipment a system, mic's, mixers, speakers and decks get shure, mackie, vestax and technics got enough respect for MC's, graffers and B-Boys, producers and DJ's playing decks like toys but most of all my friends who have been a long the way for you I show love and represent UK like the london underground there ain't enough beats to ride on my lyrics cueing up just like people waiting to pile on you cant believe your ears, i'm too damn smooth, i pick the pockets of the artful dodger on the move I'm not a rapper, I'm just a storytelling normal feller reading pages of an old book I found down in the cellar, about this UK Hip-Hop group called Fifth Essence crew, the title reads get out of the way, were coming through