Song Info
Genre
Charts
Peak #2,044
Peak in subgenre #134
Author
Random
Rights
Random Music inc.
Uploaded
October 05, 2005
Track Files
MP3
MP3 2.4 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00
Lyrics
They call me Random yeah, but I’m anythin but,
Because I’m known to just drop, the cleverist stuff,
Page three gurls ain’t got a heavier buss,
I rip deeper, coz I’m here severing cuts,
You never can touch, this style when I combust,
When I’m bringin more heat than the president, does,
It’s all games ya heard, I play with verbs,
What can I say I’m cursed, I got a way with words,
I stay confirmed, as the greatest self made an learnt,
Make a verse so hot the paper burns,
Thoughts turned notions, flowin like an ocean,
As I’m dropping literal poetry in motion,
hook
They say words can change the world an theres truth in that,
But not a politician tryna prove a fact,
I mean Aristotle, Voltaire Susan Haack,
How sick would Shakespeare be if the dude could rap,
Producing tracks, bringin all literal to the max,
An everything he’s written’s proof of that,
Creative spurts, like baby pearls,
An they say that (words change the world)
As the Days unfurl we evolve with them,
I hold a pen, an lose control within,
Brain released, to an insane degree,
Just, sick, shit, basically,
An now I see a different level an its all so deep,
As I mesh my words with the hardcore beat,
I open my mind an I’m letting it go,
In the kinda mood to be affectin the globe,
hook
An I’m on a mission in life, to prove that words,
When used in verse, holds a truth that spurs,
A whole new diverse, thirst soon emerge
They can take you anywhere in the universe,
You need to just witness what I see without limits,
You can see many any unbelievable image,
If you jus close your eyes wiv open minds,
You’ll notice why words can hold a light,
Coz in the beginning there was a chemical fission
Bringing a million organisms and then letters came in with em,
With no limit it’s infinite possibilities within,
Ya grip an never slippin from your vision, if you’re letting them in an
Ya getting this feelin within every minute that ya listen to your spittin
As ya rippin what you’ve cleverly written
Your verse stands, tall it will emerge that,
You cant change the world, but ya words can,
