Reverence

By Faithless

On Reverence

Released on April 8, 1996

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[Verse 1]

My name is Maxi Jazz and I ain't no joke

I make you choke on the mic

When I go for broke

When I come into a jam I tear off my shirt

I have no knowledge of fear, cause I'm here to do work


[Instrumental]


[Interlude]

Uh, yeah

Watch me ride..


[Verse 2]

Take my words and the bass

Taste and then swallow me

No chasing the devil

Cause you're level if you follow me

For quality, and I make no apology

For linking my thinking with computer technology

'Cause this is like a modern day hymn

For the new church, I search for the truth

I got a hole in my tooth, I'm uncouth, yes sir

I'm from a street university where we

Learn to earn even in times of adversity

And I would find the easy way out of a hard time

Petty crimes, some time but now I'm inclined to find

A fresh direction, kiss me neck, check out the funky section

'Cause this is the part where I start to rip up words

A comfort coming straight from my heart

I'm not a mystic

My views are realistic, simplistic

One special brew I get pissed 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 wanna make is

You can never escape from your fate

The mistake is to take without giving

From within, You wanna 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 ya, so stealthy stealthy

'Til you get bold, rush the gold

And before you're much older, your soul is sold

And where's it gettin ya?

Competition starts sweating ya

Golddiggers setting you up

Soon be forgetting your existence

Do ya need a for instance

I hafta admire your persistence

In sticking to a game plan

That brings ya 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 Disseminator


[Verse 3]

Quiet, still, you feel there's nothing going on

Until you realize the space behind your eyes

Is filling up with something like peace

As your thoughts cease and

Pleasure grows in your soul

I ain't a Christian, sometimes I feel like dissin' 'em

But listen, I'm just tryin' to tell you, what I know

If you could once relax

Chill to the max, these words on wax

Would cause sweet bells to ring in your soul

If I say God is alive I know you wanna know why

Babies die, food don't grow, why trains smash, planes crash

Situation mash and slam bam your fellow man

Money's in fashion, huh, it ain't rational

Because damn it, he didn't just give us the planet

And its wealth, deep inside your soul he left a piece of himself

The lord is in here. His voice is small

You keep lying and trying

Denying the call From inside

You can't hide responsibility

So decide from today just how it's going to be

Thou shalt have no other god but me

He can set you free, see

But you have to listen

Now 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 racetrack

And take a pace back, face facts

It's your decision

You don't need eyes to see

You need vision

Continue to view the lord as being separated

And You're living a lie that's been perpetrated

For many centuries, I wanna mention these facts in my rap

Huh, I don't sing

But I want to share the peace that they bring

My name is G.O.D

The Grand Oral Disseminator