| I’m guided down a path which the life define
|
| Plant my flag in this world of a spiritual state of mind
|
| My rhymes shines light reflected from the divine
|
| Kick a verse for the masses, change the face of mankind
|
| I’m blind in the flesh, some are blind to the truth
|
| Ignore something too long then it forgets about you
|
| and that excuse
|
| We’re equal but the triangle of life is still obtuse
|
| Distribution of tattoos, don’t try and remove
|
| The storm is coming, Life was hitting store shelves like can foods
|
| (It's Braille’s debut)
|
| Give me your attention
|
| I mention my vision for the sake of worldwide inspiration
|
| Hijack habitats with text respiration
|
| Many sleeping on God, it’s time to end hibernation
|
| This isn’t competition
|
| My purpose won’t be defeated
|
| I’m here to get you open
|
| Or at least open minded
|
| The key to getting ahead has always been getting started
|
| You better hurry before you start hearing «dearly departed»
|
| I keep my stand corrected
|
| Unpredictable
|
| Unexpected
|
| But constant with God in my heart because He’s top selected
|
| My smile can’t be adjusted by people who can’t be trusted
|
| Cause if I let it my whole spirit will come busted
|
| I’m guided through life course, through God’s force I’m protected
|
| Respect it cause it’s keeping me cool calm and collected
|
| Not interested in the amounts you count when you’re paid
|
| Cause the money will go but your soul will never fade
|
| I could care less how fresh you are in a claim
|
| You’re lame, chill with that or be destroyed by your fame
|
| It’s all the same, the only change is who’s behind it
|
| Rise, open your eyes stop walking this Earth blinded
|
| Back in the day, hip hop was my only work
|
| But now I’m a child of God I’ve put life first
|
| When I inflict pain
|
| It’s cause the truth hurts
|
| I do a lot of things
|
| But keep life first
|
| There’s more than hip hop to express in a verse
|
| I write what I live, and live life first
|
| When I inflict pain
|
| It’s cause the truth hurts
|
| I do a lot of things
|
| But keep life first
|
| There’s more than hip hop to express in a verse
|
| I pay rent with happiness, live life first
|
| Now look here
|
| Somebody told me it was all about flows, bank rolls and hoes
|
| I beg to differ
|
| Coming from the non coke sniffer
|
| The non weed smoker
|
| The non alcohol
|
| The brother who was looking forward to meeting his maker
|
| Storm the Unpredictable
|
| Flows are hot
|
| Hip hop means a lot to me but it is not all that I got
|
| I heard Common say that
|
| That brother made Sense
|
| Negativity stay back, I’ll turn down on it before I
|
| Sold out my soul to the evils of this nation
|
| I would repeat that statement with no trace of hesitation
|
| Don’t get me wrong, sometimes I fall into temptation
|
| Done things that had my family worried and pacing
|
| But God’s got my back now I don’t worry who I’m facing
|
| The higher power
|
| Turns things sweet when sour
|
| I’m serious about this, life comes first
|
| Before I step on stage and verbally disperse
|
| That’s why to make money I will not curse
|
| Cause what’s worse
|
| The cheddar doesn’t matter in a hearse
|
| What does matter is the way you’ve lived your days
|
| The way you’ve affected lives in your path I pray
|
| That you will, put good use to these words I say
|
| Cause rhyme is not just abuse with your verb display
|
| Serves I made remind you of cause I drop bombs
|
| When it was sent by the creator so no need for alarm
|
| The things I’m called to speak put all my dreams in reach
|
| By example I teach
|
| My ways and actions preach
|
| I think it’s time to expand upon my past attempts
|
| Before you think we’re all a bunch of players, prostitutes and pimps
|
| Putting a price on head checks
|
| It’s my mind well spent
|
| Some of you between the ears don’t have one red cent
|
| I’ve meant what I said while others keep cutting corners
|
| That’s the reason that families have turned into mourners
|
| We don’t show your true colors like ink and black and white pictures
|
| The words we bring register 10 on the Richter
|
| It’s about having confidence in the message you deliver
|
| And constantly being called «the unselfish giver»
|
| Reality hit you harder than a championship boxer
|
| Don’t let the ills of this world outfox ya
|
| In the days when exchange pages for pacemakers
|
| And they learn that we’re afraid so who’s waiting to undertake ya?
|
| I look at the future and wonder where time went
|
| I’m upset that so much going down is incorrect
|
| There’s different sides of the fence to make it all make sense
|
| My contents intense, it’s knowledge you need to get
|
| I’m not out to prove who’s more intelligent
|
| I just ask you look at music as more than entertainment
|
| To me it’s evident those that talk about guns
|
| Will eventually end up being shot by one
|
| Don’t argue till I’m done, these are my concepts
|
| My tongue ain’t involved in that traditional nonsense
|
| I’m drug free
|
| You can’t control me with a substance
|
| I’m hooked on God, life, the mic and my subconscious
|
| It’s obvious, my image won’t sell magazines
|
| But if it does than maybe this song changed some things
|
| See I live life before I grab the mic
|
| So on the mic I display life |