Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Universal Author, artist - K Rino. Album song The Day of the Storm, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 01.08.2011
Record label: Black Book International
Song language: English
Universal Author |
Just come on in with me |
You gotta think about this |
You gotta address this |
There’s no accident |
With the overloaded of gifts he bestowed me |
Thankful for the mind of the universal author who composed me |
In the fold of his protective mode he holds me |
Chose me to dwell in his abode as if he owed me |
But know he’s just gracious and holy |
Responsible soley, and out of a dead state, he rose me |
Told me too banish the old me |
And let the sun cloth me until my roots grow deep at the bold sea |
His words and actions are factual |
The uncommon is common, and the supernatural is natural |
The food is not the start of things the tree is |
The process is repeated, the only reason we are is cause he is |
Before it becomes physical it’s first of thought |
Every individual’s a work of art |
They know he never had to rehearse the part |
Nothing that no one else can cause the universe to start |
Out of thinking can’t compete with his deepness |
He feature of every creature born with his own distinct uniqueness |
The definition of all know expound my existence |
Before my mom knew he formed characteristics |
His mind penetrated through time |
The infinite song of lives writer who never duplicated a line |
The quintessence of every essence |
But out of ignorance we question the effectiveness of his methods |
You’re brain is what he communicates through |
And never forsakes you, and then when you sleep at night he takes you |
Then later brings you back and awakes you |
Let him create you right on your mental chalk board till he elevates you |
He study real hard to comprehend |
The universal author, who be gunmen with one pen |
Of your type you are the only model |
The only living copy of your own real life personal novel |
And from the very start he can write them |
Even when your lights dim you have the capacity to be like him |
So even through high stress, believe in progress |
You have to master the reason in process |
He’s touchable like a material thing |
He has spirit, but he’s not a spiritual being |
Not three, not two, one father is true |
He’s the author of himself and the author of you |