Take the words and the bass
Taste, and then swallow me
You're chasing the devil
Cause you're level if you follow me
For quality, and I make no apology
For linking my thinking with computer technology
Cause 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
Cause 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
Gold diggers 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