DonB Only

I get drunk from a glass of words,and stone from the smell of music,high from the skills that I was giving.Is that not the reason why i'm here and if it's not,then I'll walk away turning my back on the ears that will never hear the up coming of greatness,Or i could stay and you could learn the ways of greatness,wise words being said or should i not say any more or should i wait for the wise word to bless me.For my father has send me he said,unto the world I send you son,until your day come,let no man stop you from doing whats needs to be done.Should I say anymore?..

PART=2 IT would be nice to say my bank account holds a million,if that was my choice,but I just want to die knowing a million ears hear my voice,a million feets dance to my beats, as I enter your hearts and make the world move like the million man march.