(Randy Mason)
No faith no fun
If i know how the movie end then I won't come
I want to be the one that’s hollering "homerun"
Never saw it coming
So stunned that I don’t run
Clock ticking the plot thicken
Got everything i need but still feel like a lots missing
I’m at the table trying to peak into God’s kitchen
Came to the counter but the sign said "gone fishing"
Can you smell what the rock’s cooking?
Too far into the future I’m not looking
It’s funny how for now feels like forever but I know better
I’m not pulling I’m not pushing
Anything out of its proper place
Cause everything has got a proper pace
Between the seasons and cycles
The seed is inside you
The sequence is vital
Let not your hands become idle
Let not your fans become idols
Let not your friends become rivals
And let not your rights become rifles
The right to doesn’t make it right to
I write to feel what the kids do when they pop wheelies on the bicycle
How insightful
Life is delightful
Brief as a haiku
A breeze then a kite flew
Dreams got a pipe full
Might need a Nyquil
Lights go out I mean even on the Eiffel
I’m just an instrument I’m not the maestro
Hope they don’t get the wrong message like a typo
Two step on a tight rope
This a disco and a dice roll
Life is like a dance with your eyes closed
Most of us would do much better with a blindfold
(P.O.P Cuts)
Peace, beloved
They say faith is the substance of things hopeful
The evidence of things unseen
So what that means is that what is unseen
Supersedes the definition of what our eyes perceive
In other words, if you want to walk in your vision
You have to stop defaulting to your sight
Despite the loud noise and the naysayers
And your interpretation of the game of life
It is imperative that you understand
That you are the most valuable player
Abundance is in your reach
And the power of life and death lies
In the instrument behind your teeth
(Randy Mason)
This won’t make me or break me
God already made me back in the 80s
Made me to break bread on break beats
To make sure that everybody in the place eat
Even if I’m famished
I’m a split my sandwich
I don’t know what a fan is
Only what the fam is
I don’t know all the answers
Only know i gotta flow for the bro oh and sis
From the campo to the campus
I ain’t sweating I ain’t fretting any weapon they brandish
Can’t do me no damage
Every morning i wake up i reach for the cannon
Trying to seek understanding
I mean please, understand it
I’m good where I’m standing
In the hood or in the Hamptons
Got this rock with anybody on the planet
Fred one to Fred Hammond
Who said I got no shot like a Glock that’s jamming?
Homeboy we jamming
Ain’t finna’ go on no tangents
Flowing in tandem
Are we rapping or rambling
Rappers is random
I’m rapping an anthem
For you me and them
I mess around and bring a band in
Never bounce or abandon
Never leave anybody out standing
Cause everyone is outstanding
No faith no fun
If i know how the movie end then I won't come
I want to be the one that’s hollering "homerun"
Never saw it coming
So stunned that I don’t run
Clock ticking the plot thicken
Got everything i need but still feel like a lots missing
I’m at the table trying to peak into God’s kitchen
Came to the counter but the sign said "gone fishing"
Can you smell what the rock’s cooking?
Too far into the future I’m not looking
It’s funny how for now feels like forever but I know better
I’m not pulling I’m not pushing
Anything out of its proper place
Cause everything has got a proper pace
Between the seasons and cycles
The seed is inside you
The sequence is vital
Let not your hands become idle
Let not your fans become idols
Let not your friends become rivals
And let not your rights become rifles
The right to doesn’t make it right to
I write to feel what the kids do when they pop wheelies on the bicycle
How insightful
Life is delightful
Brief as a haiku
A breeze then a kite flew
Dreams got a pipe full
Might need a Nyquil
Lights go out I mean even on the Eiffel
I’m just an instrument I’m not the maestro
Hope they don’t get the wrong message like a typo
Two step on a tight rope
This a disco and a dice roll
Life is like a dance with your eyes closed
Most of us would do much better with a blindfold
(P.O.P Cuts)
Peace, beloved
They say faith is the substance of things hopeful
The evidence of things unseen
So what that means is that what is unseen
Supersedes the definition of what our eyes perceive
In other words, if you want to walk in your vision
You have to stop defaulting to your sight
Despite the loud noise and the naysayers
And your interpretation of the game of life
It is imperative that you understand
That you are the most valuable player
Abundance is in your reach
And the power of life and death lies
In the instrument behind your teeth
(Randy Mason)
This won’t make me or break me
God already made me back in the 80s
Made me to break bread on break beats
To make sure that everybody in the place eat
Even if I’m famished
I’m a split my sandwich
I don’t know what a fan is
Only what the fam is
I don’t know all the answers
Only know i gotta flow for the bro oh and sis
From the campo to the campus
I ain’t sweating I ain’t fretting any weapon they brandish
Can’t do me no damage
Every morning i wake up i reach for the cannon
Trying to seek understanding
I mean please, understand it
I’m good where I’m standing
In the hood or in the Hamptons
Got this rock with anybody on the planet
Fred one to Fred Hammond
Who said I got no shot like a Glock that’s jamming?
Homeboy we jamming
Ain’t finna’ go on no tangents
Flowing in tandem
Are we rapping or rambling
Rappers is random
I’m rapping an anthem
For you me and them
I mess around and bring a band in
Never bounce or abandon
Never leave anybody out standing
Cause everyone is outstanding
( Randy Mason )
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