The Unknown Five is an anthology of fantasy fiction short stories edited by D. R. Bensen and illustrated by Edd Cartier, the fourth of a number of anthologies drawing their contents from the classic magazine Unknown of the 1930s-40s. It was first published in paperback by Pyramid Books in January 1964. The cover title of this first edition was The Unknown 5; the numeral was spelled out on the title page and copyright statement. The book was reprinted by Jove/HBJ in October 1978. It has also been translated into German. It was a follow-up to a companion anthology, The Unknown, issued in 1963.
The book collects five tales by various authors, together with an introduction by the editor. All are from Unknown but the Asimov piece, which had been slated to appear therein in 1943 but was not then published due to the demise of the magazine.
Unknown or The Unknown may refer to:
The Unknown is a 1915 silent film drama produced by Jesse Lasky and distributed by Paramount Pictures. It was directed by George Melford and stars Lou Tellegen, Theodore Roberts and Dorothy Davenport.
A print of this film is preserved in the Library of Congress collection.
[Chorus: Reverand Tom singing]
Ooooooooooooohhhh
I see the night, the moment, for the reason of the
crying
For the dying I feel belief in what we all be trying
I see the night, the moment for the reason of the cryin
Of dyin, I feel that we be all tryin (tryin, tryin,
tryin)
[Verse One: Al Bury-U]
My 454 engine, war suspension, immaculate
Black hearse Undatakerz dead corpse in the back of it
Attackin rappers with cake, flossy niggaz in clubs
Moet bottles and Cristal but they ain't showin no love
Reverand Tom'll buy me a eulogy, I spit in your face
Drive you to the cemetary, make you sit in the grave
I'll bury you, not just my alias name, but the truth
Smashin all your favorite rappers, whether woman or
dude
Shiny suits and pretty makeup, homo rappers in trucks
Leave you six feet under, all covered up in the dump
From the jump it's on and poppin one-eight-seven on
sight
The homicidal Undatakerz takin over the mic
Drivin a black hearse
[Chorus: Reverand Tom singing]
Ooooooooooooohhhh
I see the night, the moment, for the reason of the
crying
For the dying I feel belief in what I'm feel-in
(feelin)
I see the night, the moment for the reason of the cryin
For the dyin, I feel belief in what I feel (what I
feel)
[Verse Two: M-Balmer]
I'm rollin pimpin through these grey clouds
Pickin up bodies cause I'm a wild child, I love my
lifestyle
Check the repertoire, if you read between the fine
lines
of life and death, niggaz dyin, strugglin for they last
breath
You hear the sound of the trumpet blow!
Your body's cold cause caps be gettin peeled
And blood be gettin spilled
Pimpin out headlights and creepin through the night,
will they blast
Do they wanna smoke me? Or provoke me? I'm workin with
a fifth
And five freshly dipped sticks, embalmed it's the M-
Balmer
Fuck all y'all niggaz and y'all baby mommas
Spit shit by the bound, M-Balmer finish every round
Watchin dollars multiply into six figures
Got no time for skanless-ass hoes and bitch niggaz
Wonder where I get my lye, no-ass hoes abbreviated
They contemplated the playerhatian caught me up in
situations
Best believe, now they assassination
So let it bang, and I'ma swing this thang
Itty bitty knockin busters off my titty
So saditty with the Thee Undatakerz with me
Now really..
[Chorus: Reverand Tom singing]
I see the night, the moment, for the reason of the
crying (the crying)
For the dying I feel belief in what I feel (what I
feel)
I see the night, the moment for the reason of the
crying (crying)
For the dying, I feel belief in what I feel (what I
feel)
[Verse Three: Reverand Tom - Kool Keith]
Energetic, kinetic, fuck a {?} free
Catastrophe, passive leaded with embroidery
Rotary, dope from me, loadin me, tortin me
Close aphobia, with the knee jack, with the knee pack
Comin to attack with LoJack
Nigga whether you white or you black, I rack, you lack
Count attack the track, and carry load my back
Action sacks, power jets, burn to the max
Socialism with cannibal vocalism
Hopin ism, diplo manalism, smokin ism
Jerkin with the jism and wisdom, hip-a-pot-a-mo-pism
Material on grism lyricalism
The tiger and bear-a-lism, monkey and animalism
Oh, ohhhhhhh
[Chorus 1.5X: Reverand Tom singing]
I see the night, the moment, for the reason of the
crying (the crying)
For the dying I feel belief in what I feel (what I
feel)
I see the night, the moment for the reason of the
crying (crying)
For the dying, I feel belief in what I feel (what I
feel)
[Outro]
For what I feel, for what I feel
Belief in what you're dying, the crying