Lyrics Skit - Masta Killa

Skit

Steppin' live in the place, smackin' blood out his face
It’s the principal, don’t get it wrong
What I do to eat, is nothing in comparison
To what I do to keep, self up, right and exact
Sway the mac' if I have to defend the castle
Slang lasso, ropin' them til they recoup
Pass the keys to the Coupe, it’s cute for wiz to scoot off, '95 north
Cut from the cloth of king, who bare struggle
In this life line, theology of time
Move with our major motion to the mic
To recite the dart that I have written
Light exists in the darkness, instant gratification
How far can you travel to mic spar?
Water is the softest substance in the world
At yet, it can penetrate the hardest, rock
Or, anything granite, you name it
Umm.
water also is insubstantial;
by that I mean
You cannot grasp hold of it, you cannot punch it and hurt it
(Yeah, yeah, yeah…)
See the God light gleam so bright, I gain birth to
That you attract you, heart so fuller
Make you wanna pull your trigger and get rid a
Shiny bald militant head like Lou Gossett
He’s walkin' with the shinin' lamp of knowledge
Glory be the law, with the justice sword
Supreme being, all I seeing, radiant son
Imperishable absolute, ya’ll salute
Approximately three mil', bodies like an empty vessels
I must fill, check where I came from
Any God seal a Mason is my Sun
In this scene, lesson number one, for the dumb
If he ain’t true and living, son, then I never heard of one
Pack your gun, one on one, come and get some
Water… now you put water into a cup…, it becomes the cup
You put water into a bottle, it becomes the bottle
You put it in a tea pot, it becomes the tea pot
Now water can flow, or it can crash.
Be water, my friend… (yo, heh, yo)
Yo, I thought the sign read: «No colors allowed»
Well how then, give me a few, just listen
Instead of wasting time, try’nna grab them back
The dominant magnetic will always attract
The under-life, quoting him, describe the beat
Now Eminem, for example, just another sample
Of your worst nightmare, coming back at you
So beautiful designed, the places of time, to see
Everything that has been, always will be
Now figure out the riddle, the never ending cycle
Born in his self, back into the circle
I’m thankful for the blessing, testing of the lessons
Answers and questions, trials and tribulations
That were set upon me, it’s hard for some to see
But it’s clear as day to me.
Be water, my friend.