Hopes & Dreams

Ho, ho, hey, the way my selectable delectables be written
You off a twang 'cause my thang is respectable
I get in where I fit in
No secrets, nothing's hidden
I check the heads bobbing and throbbing 'cause of written material
Milking y'all like cereal
Ethereal messages, portrayal of my Jesus Christ
I guess, it's just the way I chose to use my chords to bring the news
Instead of pain, I realize there's power in the name
Zzzz goes the lightning; it's crackling, it's frightening
Much needed calling card to prevent from falling hard, hitting your head on pavement
You need to heed my wavelengths
Precocious with the info; now why you living sinful?
Your nature's beginning to swallow you, friends beginning to follow you
The devil's pulling strings to demolish and abolish you
Like foetuses, his cohorts - the Roscos and Cletuses
Write it like Carman, with the intent of harming
Attacks in every area, deadly like malaria and viruses
I can see the hurt in you irises
"Why was this turmoil aimed at me?" you cursed
Put in reverse, I suspect aptly
My start is required, and questions - you just heard it
Take a script, brought to life, make some changes and reword it
Take Holly with the Wally ???
Put asunder, scatter blunders
Fresh manna feeds the hunger

Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams, when you should be taking life the way that it seems?
Nothing good will manifest, you're still intent on being blessed
Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams?
Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams, when you should be taking life the way that it seems?
Nothing good will manifest, you're still intent on being blessed
Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams?

Recollections and memoirs of a pre-saved era
Though I waddled in the truth, I still dipped in the devil's terror
That is bad; you could say I had my share of it
Doing nothing drastic, depending how you stare at it
Skipping down the roads, I see the signs ahead
And then cadaver central opens once the flesh is dead
Because it's Noda not Yoda, don't sweat wend finding paths; just select the narrow, 'cause the broad has booby-traps for me to fall in, and altogether miss my calling
Snares changed strategically, rounds change metaphysically
Fools don't know, but yet they really don't know
The failure to receive the wisdom stumps the inner-man's growth
It's difficult to comprehend if you can't fathom the rap
I ask you - what if the rapture sweeps past?
In the end is only when you feel the strength of the seven
Sorrow goes out for opposition
Armageddon is the place where his kingdom will cross the lost
And victory goes unto those who took the cross
So now I take the stance, subject myself to persecution
Since I been informed I'm not alarmed
My execution in the public
My relationship with Christ - none above it, I love it
I'm mesmerized beyond infatuation
To show the love of Christ tightens other relations
Waiting in his midst to catch a glimpse of his glory

Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams, when you should be taking life the way that it seems?
Nothing good will manifest, you're still intent on being blessed
Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams?
Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams, when you should be taking life the way that it seems?
Nothing good will manifest, you're still intent on being blessed
Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams?

Yo, change that beat, so they can peek my direction
To bloodstreams, legal syringes of rhyme lectures
Infections as wounds cleanse, and turn up like prunes
Soon call on his name, some will still see doom
You assume 'cause you mention him as lord of your life on award shows and albums, everything is alright
Who you? I never knew
Say you did work for me, but you can start now, depart now, worker of iniquity
Them shout-outs get you spat out quicker than cobras
Living beyond reproach until your sins found you out
You choke and gasp, in his name you ask forgiveness of your past, and acquittal for your task
Ask me, you're living on chances with lucky odds
Get one up, still breathing, fronting with God
But the time has come, don't miss the cue
Be false or true 'cause them "Freak me, baby" - "Thanks to my saviour" days are through
Straight up, I'm tired of fakes that be claiming in the family
Granted, our mother's one, but our father's no foe
So those who claim religion, hope your life is the proof
Ain't no playing with you, spoke in love, but in truth
And intentions of being blessed, and nothing good manifest
And in your life you're living on a chance of hopes and dreams

Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams, when you should be taking life the way that it seems?
Nothing good will manifest, you're still intent on being blessed
Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams?
Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams, when you should be taking life the way that it seems?
Nothing good will manifest, you're still intent on being blessed
Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams?
Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams, when you should be taking life the way that it seems?
Nothing good will manifest, you're still intent on being blessed
Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams?
Why you living on a chance for hopes and dreams?