[Bonafide]  I keep comin' at you  Lyrical raptures capture you  Only if your soul is ready  I comin' after you  Bodysnatchin' you and dismantlin' your crew  It's Tennesseeans wit nouns and verbs agreein'  Wit higher being  Sendin' messages  Spreadin' through your chest it's just  Blessings from conception rearrangin' your perception  This planetary lyricist  At least that's what the Source quotes  Resurrectin' hip-hop on a higher plateau  We crept low  Movin' slow with intention to blow  Carry loads of flows for those who doubt and didn't know  And circumstances deep in crime intense seat back in the  Center of my body structure  Ready to rupture  At times I sat back to think again and again  How I broke the golden rule by doing business with friends  My mind traveled paths on a search to be free  Suspicion felt corruption had a piece of Gotee  Success had me stressed like the G-Mo-B  Cee-Lo's verse on "Thought Process" was the description of me  But them again I caught the vision that was given within  As a child rockin' mirrors wishin' I was Rakim  On stage  Engagin' state to state  Rampages, airplay, videos, and stretch black limos  The dream that seemed impossible  But now I'm doin' show for thousands  Savin' souls through least  Lacin' spirits concrete  And the belief that I inject on beats  Deplete  God's word that is instilled in me  To the masses 'til I feel my mission here is complete  And it's essential  That this is my life after mental    (Chorus) 2X  Mental's over  It's the dawn of a new day  Out with the old  Different messages to relay  Mental's gone  It's time to do it up again  The past is behind  Life after will begin    [Coffee]  Now let's talk  Gather to see who can talk the most noise on an album  You the listeners decide the outcome  How come  It's our second record without Mental... gettin' the recognition it deserved  This Christian industry is gettin' on my nerve  Serves us right for thinkin' they would believe our vision  Give us proper support  But when it got hectic  Mission abort  Poor sports is what they called us  Now that's crazy  All cause we wanted to be pushed  Not ambushed and pulled  Off the shelves for being ourselves  Unlike no one else  But still they made comparisons  How Un-American  Strivin' in the midst of warzones and red tape  They try to hold us back  But it's the black in me that makes me create  Colorful collages hang on the walls of garages  No mirages  What you see is what you get  Ah, that's that hit  Ah shoots you know I'm in cohoots  With the higher power  Sprinkle me with spirital showers  Drinks anyone  Pourin' glasses of Tang  If you're drinkin' from me, the flavor's lemon meringue  I'ma be me despite the shackles of the industry  Bump they last chances  God engineers my circumstances  And hey  I think I like that  He's the one I confine in  Never dealin' shady and lettin' the enemy slide in  This rap game is all I got to maintain  It keeps me sane in my life  After mental    (Chorus) 2X