Song 1
    (c) 2002 MC Apprentice



 I don't rap about the streets,
 You won't hear me say I'm cool,
 I'm not botherd about the Brothers competition -
 Apprentice on the mic
 I follow no tradition...
 Mould breaking, body shaking
 I wanna see ya dance, 
 Wanna watch your spirit
 Waking up.

 Everybody follow me?
 Come on, check out the rub-a-dub
 Three men in a boat..
 I was one of them.
 Apprentice MC
 The other two were wise men.
 We were just rootin and a rappin 
 On the ocean - no fear of the big wave.
 Just surfin on devotion!
 Just surfin on devotion...

 With a mind so full
 Now's the time to find a place
 Inside you, that area of silence
 We've all needed a guide to go to.
 Will you chant a mantra,
 While I sing my song
 Then we'll all feel groovy
 Move along, just doin' it, you know,
 'Like a sex machine',
 Well now we're comin on strong
 Everything diminished
 Creation now finished.

 It's time to copyright your soul,
 Send a copy through the post
 Then try to make the most
 Of this life.
 Forget about your kharma, Cos it's over!
 No time left now, for looking over your shoulder.
 As we rock it to the clock
 Like the beats go, 
 Tick, tick, tickety tock,
 Every second is a wave in the rhythm 
 And it don't stop. 
 I said it don't stop!