(Main Verse)
Only one thing left to do
Spray bars on the mic and i bless the tune
Sometimes when i write I'm dependent on hype vibes, but i prefer to breeze down the mic like
It don't mean nothing to me, my lungs fill up with lyrical sin when i breath in
Chocking like a heathen, thoughts come out my brain through veins directed straight to the biro pen
And some thoughts satirical some thoughts original thoughts that can't be bought i am an aboriginal original
Free man of the land promoting peace through individuals see there is no body here to
Beat me cos i am on my own path only man that can beat me is me so i better get a
Move on before i get to move on, i can see my shadow in the back bout to stack out of line
Wondering through time trying to find one reason - to keep believing - in the mind i set myself forget respect and wealth, i don't believe in materialistic goods health is important and whats more important than health is distorting the mindset of those who remain so oblivious, if once in a while they tried to listen - they'd see how life really is
We're all just, wondering through time
Stop trying to find a reason, just keep believing
Time