Faithiles - Reverence
Tekst :
Watch me ride...
Take the words and the bass,
Taste, and then swallow me,
You re chasing the devil,
Cos you re level if you follow me
For quality, and I make no apology
For linking my thinking with computer technology.
Cos this is like a modern day hymn,
For the new church,
I search for the truth,
I ve got a hole in my tooth
I m Uncouth, yes sir, I m from the street university
Where we learn to earn even in times of adversity.
And always find the ease way out of a hard time
petty crime sometimes,
But now I m inclined to find
A fresh direction,
Check out the funky section.
Cos this is the part where I start to rip up words,
A comfort coming straight from my heart,
I m not a mystic,
My views are realistic, simplistic,
One special brew I get pissed quick,
And get sick so I don t do it no more,
I won t find peace of mind,
Rolling around on the floor.
The point I want to make is
you can never escape from your fate,
The mistake is to take without giving,
From within,
You know how I m living,
I m cool. I m looking after myself,
And I could never place wealth before my spirit,
I feel it s unhealthy,
The devil creep around you so stealthy, stealthy
Till ya get bold, rush the gold,
And before ya time is over,
Ya soul is sold, where s it gettin ya?
Competition starts swearing ya,
Golddiggers setting you up,
Soon be forgetting your existence?
Do ya need a for instance,
I hafta admire your persistence
In sticking to a game plan,
That brings ya pain man,
And at the end of the day nothing is gained,
So listen to the voice within,
I ll see ya later,
Pay heed to the Grand Oral Disseminator.
I keep lying and trying,
Denying the call from inside
Ya can t hide responsibility
So decide from today just who it s going to be,
Thou shalt have no other od but me,
So set ya free see,
But you ll have to listen,
And who s that false idol
I see you kissing?
Money, success and untold wealth, good health
And all ya have to do is love yourself.
It s a fact you ll attract all the things that ya lack,
So just chill
And get off the race track
And take a pace back, face facts,
It s your decision,
You don t need eyes to see,
You need vision,
Continue to view the lord as being separated
And you re living a lie that s been perpetrated,
For many centuries, I wanna mention,
These facts in my rap,
I don t sing,
But I wanna share the peace that it brings,
My name is G.O.D.
The Grand Oral Disseminator...