Texty:
Shelter Eternal

Since the starting line our programmed mind has drifted from our inner self. Covered our instinct our genuine wealth. With a guise and filled with pride

Built to resist the pressure, built to resist the pain. And you know I?m gonna do it, gonna push right through it and it?s never gonna change. Built

If planet earth is our mother, then as an urban dweller in a concrete world I feel as if I?m a wayward son. If God?s our father we?re all brothers ?

Lotus-like the starting but covered by the leaves and mud. Look to the sun to raise me up to bloom. But it?s all right cuz life?s a path a blast a gash

Songwriters who are lost bathing in their nothingness. Poets I resent when their words are filled with no substance. When we were in our youth we were

But these are the things real playas do Talkin' shit is real things that the hatas do I'm namin' you, shit's thick, it's time to run for shelter I kept

It seems that you believe in me Just a tool in the hands of the builder Fill them with the strength to go further Diggin' deep for eternal treasure Stay

pocket money, Gs but these are the things real playas do talkin shit is real things that the hatas do I'm namin you shit's thick, its time to run for shelter

cheatin' no more lyin' What kind of club opens its gates to sinners like me? And bids them forth unto eternity Hey, buddy, hey, friend, my pal, my brother We take shelter