Chorus:
No need to roam into the unknown /
Got the whole world outside my window
Gotta fill the belly /
And toughen the bones /
'cause it's he who endures long, who finds his true home
(verse 1) i go days without sleep, weeks and won't eat /
Walk on broke glass and coats with bare feet /
Watch me perform feats beyond belief /
Withstand the freezing cold and extreme heat /
I may receive beatings, and calm the heartbeat /
I learn to endure and to ignore pain /
By shutting off nerves that inform the brain /
Sustained by the air, sunshine, and rain /
Refrain till necessity is all that remains /
I hold my breath in 4 minutes and 40 seconds /
These old yogis, they come to me for lessons /
And when they exit, they ask for my blessings /
Like christians begging for forgiveness in confession /
Hearing my song is like getting your palms read /
Telling you thoughts going on in your mom's head /
Telling vets what the sarge in vietnam said /
Reuniting them with friends who had been long dead /
Knowing word for word what a letter you read said /
From an ex-lover who double-crossed, and then you saw red
(repeat chorus 2x)
(verse 2) life is short, so my rhymes are morbid /
Dark and obscure like jim morrison /
Cats talk shit, but i just ignore it /
Oblivious going about my own biz /
Compose shit as dope as mr. holland's opus /
'cause i'm more focused then a microscope is /
Remain absorded in great concentration /
More profound then any ancient meditation /
Close my eyes and i'm on vacation /
All caught up in my latest creation
(repeat chorus 2x)
(verse 3) my love for life is stronger than my fear of death /
And my soul won't rest after my last breath /
I'm haunting any man who ever crossed me wrong /
Walking through their walls long after i'm gone /
In the form i was before i was born /
I learned all this through constant hardships /
To harness the force we all were born with /
The ascetic, auto telic martial artist /
Often regarded as brutally honest /
Fearless, wide-eyed but tearless /
Carefully careless in full awareness /
In all fairness, you can't compare this /
No radio station out there will air this /
This is rare shit, some rip out your hair shit /
It's how i spit over kick and snare hits /
(repeat chorus 2x)
Composição: Rick Dahrouge