Reverence Lyrics - Reverence & Compassion - Milt Jackson

I'm cool. I'm lookin after myself 

As I would never place wealth before my spirit 

I fear it's unhealthy, the devil creep around you so stealthy stealthy 

Til ya get bold, rush the gold an before ya time is over 

Ya soul is sold, where's it gettin ya? 

Competition start swearin ya, goldiggers setting you up 

Soon be forgetting your existence 

Do ya need a for instance? 

I hafta admit admire your persistence in stickin to a game plan 

That brings ya pain man 

And at the end of the day nothin is gained 

Listen to the voice within. I'll see ya later 

Pay heed to the grand oral disseminator..