On Mystical Way (Freestyle By Murs)

Lyrics

[Chorus: Bruce Hathcock] It's a mystical way with a cold cliché Who's getting what they deserve anyway You make noise, but in how many days? How many lives did you have to save? It's a mystical way with a cold cliché Who's getting what they deserve anyway You make noise, but in how many days? How many lives did you have to save? [Verse 1: Eligh] Shadow fishin' was most submission Your eyes and close between these flows Should I insight and enlighten them To the lowest point, I take control Sometimes I write in no specific direction I just listen to the pen As it guides my soul and then, I lеt it roam again and again Time after time, stylеs combine Within this limited shell, I dwell Fully confident, a native of the creative continent, my mind A mindstate where stakes are high And rhymes take on a whole new meaning I'm teaming up, newer dimensions Warps and beats of the sick sort Take the court, and we'll build this tower To reach the greatest outlook Man, when God is one, and each one know The power stands in the hands of those who know to dwell (Who know?) To deal with those William in the building blocks Four blocks, watch them flock your kingdom when You bring it in to the spectrum Of equation, when dealing with a massive population, face it If it's yours then you take it [Chorus: Bruce Hathcock] It's a mystical way with a cold cliché Who's getting what they deserve anyway You make noise, but in how many days? How many lives did you have to save? It's a mystical way with a cold cliché Who's getting what they deserve anyway You make noise, but in how many days? How many lives did you have to save? [Verse 2: Murs] A foundation built on lies, it's always bound to crumble Those who aren't humble shall tumble to the Earth Givin' birth into the world controlled by the unseen Everybody's livin' a life that seems to be unclean Basin' empires on Ill got good So I knock on wood, to make sure my shit stays intact Spittin' truth based on fact And those that lack the truth, shall search a life in eternity You're never burnin' me, uncertainty, makes your steps unsure I speak with the likeness to a divine radiatin' through my soul So I live in bliss So many believe they can solve the problem With the steel held in fists But it's misdirected anger, pointed at the wrong person A stranger, instead of the system that got you in this position Now listen, the mission should be to overthrow what is holdin' you down But so many believe that they can solve life walkin' around with a frown But negative energy will only attract the same thing So I bring positive light to shed on the mic, to strike blows at the beast Until the battle's complete, and my soul can rest in peace... [Chorus: Bruce Hathcock] It's a mystical way with a cold cliché Who's getting what they deserve anyway You make noise, but in how many days? How many lives did you have to save? It's a mystical way with a cold cliché Who's getting what they deserve anyway You make noise, but in how many days? How many lives did you have to save? [Instrumental Break] [Chorus: Bruce Hathcock] It's a mystical way with a cold cliché Who's getting what they deserve anyway You make noise, but in how many days? How many lives did you have to save? It's a mystical way with a cold cliché Who's getting what they deserve anyway You make noise, but in how many days? How many lives did you have to save? It's a mystical way with a cold cliché Who's getting what they deserve anyway You make noise, but in how many days? How many lives did you have to save? It's a myst- [*fades out*]