Intro
Chyeah
Uh huh
Dukalion
This is the Journey of the Lost A.R.K. (3x's)
Uh huh
Chyeah
Yo

Verse 
It was a regular day/ I was like 9 hanging with homies from round the way/ Just playing cans on the block, tryna work on my J/ My friend said it was some woods back by where he had stayed, and we should join him, ok/ And so we followed him there/ Right before we traveled in them though, we solemnly sweared/ That we should have each other's backs, no matter if we got scared/ Spit shaked, crossed our hearts and got mentally prepared, so yeah/ We started trekking over fallen branches and web from tarantula/ Saw some baby doe eating and other extravaganza/ That I had never gandered, then something strange caught my eye/ A diamond chain, shining like it came from the sky/ And next to it was a microphone chord/ With a mic attached and a note reading choose either or/ I thought, for a second then picked the mic up/ And in that instance, felt like Scotty just beamed me right up, uh

Hook
This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit) 
This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit) 
Naaaah, This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit) 
This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit) 

Verse 2
I apparated to/ A place I'd never been and that many never knew/ It looked like the dwellings of Kings clocking revenue/ It was adorned with nice things and a better view than I was accustomed to/ Then a voice from behind/ Told me that this wasn't a figment of a sleeping mind/ Promised me that I'd be back home in due time/ But I had chosen my fate to stop a new crime that was committed through rhymes/ He stated, that a prophecy had been given to him/ Of a 90s baby that would grow to be a great influence/ Through music and tirelessly combat, the songs of wack/ With innovative raps that he'd send across the map/ And since I had chosen the mic over the chain/ That my brain, wasn't saturated with the trappings of fame/ The dumb, deaf and blind will call you lame/ But you got so much more to gain, then he sent me back to where I came, ok

Hook
This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit)
This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit)
Naaaah, This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit)
This was the day curiosity killed the wack shit/ Wack shit? (Wack shit) Wack shit? (Wack shit)

Verse 3
Four familiar faces covered the Sun soon as I opened my eyes/ They said I took a nasty spill and asked if I was alright/ I said, better than ever, though I was slow to take a stand/ Dizzy spells had me like I was on shaky land/ I made it home to my book of poems/ Sharpened my number 2 and started on my first song/ It was, invigorating to say the least/ After 17 years I promise that I'm a beast/ After battles with frivolous foes and lackluster attendance at shows a nigga's ready to blow/ Along with a strong team, Theme Muzik and the SAFS Crew Regime/ I'm about to usher in a dynasty, like Ming's/ And I still bring my old mic out if necessary/ I wield it preparing to unravel my adversaries/ But let us celebrate a day so momentous/ Back in 99 led by my curiousness