Hey! LISTEN
I'm the Father of Sound
Twisting the surge of
The verb and noun!
Toys trinking
Birds singing
Cats scratching
The Boom Box blasting
The Bass that cuts
the strings in
half

I SEE YOU!
Using this rule
ABUSING this fool
That HAS no real
Concept of Reality
The tongue is moving,
Switching Mentalities
For the second time
TODAY!

Always BREAKING
The rift, Man!
It ain't cool, Man!
Get yourself together
Before you make us
Better,
With the Father's Burning
Discrepency.

As for me
The World
In Between
Our words make legacy.

SO HEAR ME!
PLEASE!
Answer this;
What comes in twos,
Away from your blues
And stupid shit?
It's the brain, my friend!
Creating new Reality
Two sides of a coin
For each Personality
Droppin' the Rhyme
The Father of Sound
Has designed
For the lovers
Of words and time.

Hear this;
The words of your own
Life
Creating the waves
That determine the Strife
That riddles you
Fills you
Completes you
Burns you
Kills you
So softly, that sound
Is made
When the Father kneels
And sins are forgiven that day.

Here you are now
As the Father of Sound
Filling life
With love all around.

You knew pain until
Your death
But now as the Father
Your time
Your pain
Your life
Your rhyme
Is at rest.

-TRIP! 2k5