bein my bloodline is one with the divine

in time brotha, you will discover the light

some say that god is black and the devil's white

well, the devil is wrong and god is what's right

i fight, with myself in the ring of doubt and fear

the rain ain't gone, but i can still see clear



as a child, given religion with no answer to why

just told believe in jesus cuz for me he did die

curiosity killed the catechism

understanding and wisdom became the rhythm that i played to

and became a slave to master self

a rich man is one with knowledge, happiness and his health



my mind had dealt with the books of zen, tao the lessons

koran and the bible, to me they all vital

and got truth within'em, gotta read them boys

you just can't skim'em, different branches of belief

but one root that stem'em, but people of the venom try to trim'em

and use religion as an emblem

when it should be a natural way of life



who am i or they to say to whom you pray ain't right

that's who got you doin right and got you this far

whether you say "in jesus name" or "al hum du'allah"

long as you know it's a bein' that's supreme to you

you let that show towards others in the things you do

cuz when the trumpets blowin, 24 elders surround the throne

only 144,000 gon get home



i've lived and i've learned

i have taken and i've earned

i have laughed, i've cried

i have failed and i have tried

sunshine, pouring rain

found joy through all my pain

i just wanna be happy with being me

-common, g.o.d (gaining one's definition)-