Watch me ride...
Take my words and the bass
Taste, and then swallow me
I'm 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 I will find the easy way out of a hard time
Petty crime sometime
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 givin'
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 you get bold, rush the gold
And before you're much older
You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya
Competition starts sweating ya
Gold-diggers setting you up
Soon be forgetting your existence
Do you need a for instance
I have to admire your persistence
In sticking to a game plan
That brings you 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
Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on
Until you realise the space behind your eyes
Is filling up with something like peace
As your thoughts cease and
Pleasure grows in your soul
I ain't a Christian, sometimes
I feel like dissing em, but listen
I'm just trying to tell ya what I know
If you would once relax, chill to the max
These words on wax will cause sweet bells
To ring in your soul
If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why
Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash
Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man
Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational
Because dam it, he didn't just give us the planet
And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself
The lord is in here. His voice is small
You keep lying and trying
Denying the call from inside
You can't hide responsibility
So decide from today just how it's going to be
Thou shalt have no other god but me
He can set you free see
But you have to listen
And who's that false idol
I see you kissing?
Money, success and untold wealth, good health
And all you have to do is love yourself
It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack
So just chill
And get off the racetrack
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'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated
For many centuries, I'm on a mission
These facts in my rap
I don't sing
But I want to share the peace that they bring
My name is G.O.D
The Grand Oral Disseminator
