Rappin’ so nice put your head in a cloud
Bumpin’ that shit so loud now blow your speakers out
Let the bass pound, dig into the sound
That’s true love, this fluid mind sound
I’ll never let u know what time it is
Convince you my rhyme can fizz
I’m sick of the biz
And I ain’t even close yet
Soon to wind up dead, got a price on my head
Oh lord save me from what’s already been said
No need to hide what I feel
Like a book I’ve got u read
I look into your eyes and peek into your head
You think I'm insane, messed up in the brain
Blind in the mind by design
A de-functional mess that’s been unblessed
I know what I’ve seen, and you'd believe me if u were me
So sit back, relax, I’m under control
Christians' got the rhythm
Franks' got the soul
I set the controls for the heart of the sun
Sit back relax
The party has now begun
And we got so much in store
You’d think I was a whore
Rhymes delivered so freely
Always substance at the core
See I don’t really rap the way other cats do
My music is a contraceptive for the disease
Of the bullshit tunes
And if u got the blues
Cause there’s no refuge for u if u want to hear something new
Look at the pompous musicians of our time
How many have been corrupted by money
They’re snorting lines, drinkin' as much as they please
With women all over the place
Then they go on the TV and rub it in your face
That has no place in me
I only seek god's tranquility
We all need peace in this wicked fuckin' place that we call home built on blood and stone
Always treading the unknown
I always watch behind my back

(It’s the Hubble Quest and the Fluid Minds)
It’s the professionals rehearsing
While the amateurs practice
And the naturals stand around
And think the fastest