I was there for the start.
But not there at the end.
Like a road sign, you just straight dip at the bend
But the race was run, and, well, we dont fight it
Community ups, and the fire? We just light it
Mad beats, for a lytical King Kong, strike the gong, just mash and move on
Because the King writes the rhymes, alter the flow, and compress the times until we just go
-Spec
Disclaimer - been drinkin