Watch me ride... Take my words and the ba** Taste, and then swallow me I'm chasing the devil Cos you're level if you follow me For quality, and I make no apology For linking my thinking with computer technology Cos 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 I will find the easy way out of a hard time Petty crime sometime But now I'm inclined to find A fresh direction Check out the funky section Cos 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 givin' 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 you get bold, rush the gold And before you're much older You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya Competition starts sweating ya Gold-diggers setting you up Soon be forgetting your existence Do you need a for instance I have to admire your persistence In sticking to a game plan That brings you 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 Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on Until you realise the space behind your eyes Is filling up with something like peace As your thoughts cease and Pleasure grows in your soul I ain't a Christian, sometimes I feel like dissing em, but listen I'm just trying to tell ya what I know If you would once relax, chill to the max These words on wax will cause sweet bells To ring in your soul If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational Because dam it, he didn't just give us the planet And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself The lord is in here. His voice is small You keep lying and trying Denying the call from inside You can't hide responsibility So decide from today just how it's going to be Thou shalt have no other god but me He can set you free see But you have to listen And who's that false idol I see you kissing? Money, success and untold wealth, good health And all you have to do is love yourself It's a fact you'll attract all the things that you lack So just chill And get off the racetrack And take a pace back, face facts It's your decision You don't need eyes to see You need vision Continue to view the lord as being separated And you'll be living a lie that's being perpetrated For many centuries, I'm on a mission These facts in my rap I don't sing But I want to share the peace that they bring My name is G.O.D The Grand Oral Disseminator