Watch me ride...
 Take the words and the bass,
 Taste, and then swallow me,
 You're chasing the devil
 Cos you're level if you follow me
 For quality, and I make no appology
 For linking my thinking [bad word] technology.
 Cos this is like a modern day hymn
 For the new church,
 I search for the [bad word] 
 I've got a hole in my tooth,
 I'm on ?, yes sir,
 I'm from the street university
 Where we learn to earn even in times of adversity.
 And I will find it easy when you're ? a hard time,
 Petit crime sometimes,
 But now I'm inclined to find
 fresh direction,
 Check out the funky section.
 Cos this is the part where I start to rip up words,
 [bad word] coming straight from my heart,
 I'm not a mystic,
 My views are realistic, simplistic,
 One special brew I get [bad word] 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,
 The mistake is to take without giving,
 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 [bad word] the gold,
 And before you're much older,
 You're soul is sold, where's it getting ya, [bad word] starts swearing ya,
 Gold-diggers setting you up,
 Soon be forgetting your existance,
 Do you need a for instance,
 I have to admire your persistance
 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 Deseminator.
 I keep lying and trying,
 Denying the call from inside
 You can't hide responsibilty
 So decide from today just who it's going to be,
 Thou shalt have no other od but me,
 So set you free see,
 But you'll 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 race track
 And take a pace back, face facts,
 It's your descision,
 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 Diseminator.