Lutan Fyah - Bits & Pieces

They call it print, they live in a life of a dead beast
You can't be a part of them statistics
I'm not going to interfere in your case, I'm just strict
I stress, but yet it's a diastatic
Stand by me, mercy, of a pathetic
Hey!
We're prophetic servants of a life of the pathetic
Celibate, forget it, reject it and make it
I'm multidynamic, we're rustic, grown organic
And I'm a, it's a microphone evangelist
Just burn them, call the master more operative