Skills (Feat. Trevor McNevan of Thousand Foot Krutch) (2005)

See the light or get knocked off 
I don’t talk a lot 
I drop it hot modern day psalmist topping charts 
Get me in my comfort at a concert 
For child hurts merging in the city clubs and outskirts 
Power the verse from the words of God dialoging 
Keep walking proceed behind the line of caution 
It’s just in I heard them men’s talking 
He ain’t the same dude changed afraid he came to pay dues 

Chorus 
It used to be about skills 
Now it’s about bills 
You don’t know me and you can’t hold me, yo!!! 
I’m still true to my game 
Where I put my name 
No I won’t change your all fake 

I wanna run away from where I was found 
And bring me one step closer to where I am now 
And every time you try, breaking me down 
I’m gonna get right back up, and stand my ground 

I run up in your set with black con’s and a skate deck 
Throwing hockey pucks blowing speakers and mic check 
One, Two, what you gone do when I come through 
With a team of crazy Canadians rocking skidoos and snow races 
You can call it whatever you like, won’t have an affect on your life, Right 
Tell me people never listen to the words 
Well watch the reaction I get when I drop this verse 

Step into this game man, a lot of punches being thrown at you 
I’ve fallen down I don’t know how many times, you just got to get 
Right back up 
Move!!!! 

Chorus 

I wanna run away from where I was found 
And bring me one step closer to where I am now 
And every time you try, breaking me down 
I’m gonna get right back up, and stand my ground