4th Disciple - The Epic of Bitter Triumph lyrics

[Intro: Cilvaringz] Another chapter in the book of triumph Came a long way son, sh** don't -- Determination is the weapon of choice And all could be accomplished, through the knowledge [Cilvaringz] Yo, allow me to demonstrate the sk**s of Shaolin Demonstrate defiance, livin' for bitter triumphs I crossed seas to achieve reality And swung guillotine's at the God Prince Rakeem 36 Chamber Danger, and view from a young God's perspective Started building since I was neglected But my circumference, they want Top Forty chart sh** So, f** being a Dutch product I stole CREAM just to fly to New York Acknowledge myself, but watch my feet while they walk On the path of patience, I was waiting Goin' through my trials and tribulations Could it be, I was born to fail, and nailed to the cross Of impersonations, living the life of false hope And fake dreams, to play schemes at great speed But not fast enough, 'cuz I find my only destiny [Hook 2X: Cilvaringz] This is the epic of my bitter triumph, fight it The temple's sending us through heavy storms and lightning Box with titans, for the Clan, I'mma die trying That's why I live in Wu, in every form of science [Cilvaringz] Cilva's back in the black yankee in front the office Shoping Razor Sharp, like I fight 18 Bronzemen Assault, yo, never bit the sword of my brothers Just did the knowledge to the Ten Shadow Boxers Hope they love us, started prayin' for a wonder Flashback to the Swarm party last summer My brother Suicide contemplates Wu or Die I'd give both my eyes to meet B.O.B.B.Y The Clan is everything I strive for And I will die for it in my war, like k**army With the God more determined, my heart burnin Slid it through the streets of Staten Island like a serpent In search of the Gods, throwing the sharpest darts Fully decked in the Wu Garment Renaissance Just to be spotted on the dotted line My sh**'s divine, patiently awaiting for my time to come and shine [Hook] [Cilvaringz] So now I'm back in New York, f** it, I'm gon' wait Near the Temple all day, with a sharp demo tape For years it was blood, sweat and tears, so the God must've got All the darts that I left at Wu-Wear I'm kinda tired, it must happen now I beg Allah to send one of his blessing angels down I'm mentally worn out, I'm close to givin' up Invest my last rent into the True And Living God And then she came in the form of Sophia The savior got the God from the heart of Medina I feel born again, with a heart of fire While Bobby Steels, borns the epic of my bitter triumph The rest of it, is history From that day, I live my life as the first European k**a Bee My heart goes out to Sophia Vince, and Linda Hamlin, rest in peace [Hook]