Lojique - Fellowship Of The Unashamed lyrics

(Page One) As I affect and shape the landscape To represent is my only mandate, no conspiracy theory can break This bond of fellowship, whether ruckus or on the mellow tip They marvel at how Nickels, Page One and Othello rip Through original psalms and proverbs in written form Heads get split and torn, is it me or is it gettin warm? This cord of three strands will not be quickly broken Gettin you strictly open with j**els of truth lyrically spoken Yo, this is real, you can't call time out Or stop the ride so we can all climb out This is real, just give me something I can feel You can be innovative without havin to try and reinvent the wheel Or scrape the bottom of the barrel speaking on your apparel How can you bring a vision to fruition if you're sterile Though not for lack of testosterone, conceptually you're in a foster home Forming a new persona 'cause you lost your own Like some critical parasitical entity Overtaking your system and a**uming your identity The only message sent to me is one of hopelessness And it don't take a photograph to show me where your focus is You (you) don't (don't) want (want) any (any) Take it to the levels of subterranean jetties We came with the complexity but the world wasn't ready Christ in hip hop, rock it nonstop (repeat) (Othello) I'm nowhere near a veteran Though I've spent many nights staying up late like Letterman Assembling something to sink in deep like sediment, rebel like Tienemen Up against the ungenuine, creatively impotent gentlemen Synchronized in the unified mind of the trio Pa** it up as a placebo while you lay in a fetal Position, wishing to find your niche in life Even if it means just to fit inside Of a loosely knitted net only to capture your regrets And let go of all of your dreams, promised never kept 'Cause one slipped, tripped, fell into a ditch Unequally hitched, influence of your a**ociation sticks And the only reason why I'm capable to rip Is 'cause God gives the gift and the fellowship To stay spiritually lifted, now I'm lifting up my fist in victory Kissing my complacency history, thanks for listening (repeat ) (Nickels) I am a part of the fellowship of the unashamed I have the Holy Spirit power The die is cast and I've stepped over the line The decision has been made, I'm a disciple of His I won't look back, let up, slow down, back away or be still My past is redeemed My present makes sense and my future is secure I'm finished and done with low living, sight walking, small planning Smooth knees, colorless dreams, tame visions Mundane talking, chintzy giving and dwarfed goals I no longer need preeminence Postition, promotions, plaudits or popularity I don't have to be right, first, tops, recognized Praised, regarded or rewarded I now live presence and I lean by faith And I labor by power, I labor by power