Follow Your Calling Lyrics

To the lad in the yard

Who just bought a sound card

When all your mates brought sim

I encourage you follow your callin'

I encourage you follow your callin'

To the lad in the yard

Who just bought a sound card

When all your mates brought sim

I encourage you follow your callin'

I encourage you follow your callin'

What you writing for?

What you acting enlightened for?

What you drawing for?

My grind P it draws in more

What you're get an education for?

What you practicing patience for?

You're locked in a room doing what?

The art shit you keep doing up?

Bout chasing your dreams, get a normal job

You don't know them weirdos, they're gassing you up

You ain't got no future, you have to give up

You can't fix up, cause that means I'll have to fix up

You gotta see this P when I bash these bricks up and splash this drip

Hate seeing people gas this prick up

Don't know what they like him for

And I'm sure if I could draw they would like me more

To the lad in the yard

Who just bought a sound card

When all your mates brought sim

I encourage you follow your callin'

I encourage you follow your callin'

To the lad in the yard

Who just bought a sound card

When all your mates brought sim

I encourage you follow your callin'

I encourage you follow your callin'

What you wanna be an artist for?

Don't you know artists sleep on the hardest floors

And get slammed in the face by the largest doors

And get scammed never make what they're asking for?

What you wanna do music for?

Don't you know the Illuminati is through this door

And they expose freaky parties they do in big halls

I've never seen but I know what they're doing, good lord!

What you wanna be a performer for

Ain't nobody trying to see you on the third or the fourth

That's long, what you trying to jump these hurdles for?

You could have been a hare, what you being a turtle for?

Come with me, come we serve this raw

Beef or overdose, commit murders galore

Till we die or the arm feds burst through the door

Low dat, put the artwork in the drawer!

To the lad in the yard

Who just bought a sound card

When all your mates brought sim

I encourage you follow your callin'

I encourage you follow your callin'

To the lad in the yard

Who just bought a sound card

When all your mates brought sim

I encourage you follow your callin'

I encourage you follow your callin'

To the lad with the pen and the pad drawing

Going hard, steadfast, never getting drawn in

And wakes up with the same goal every morning

To the youths with the headphones all day long

Till they can't hear the devil calling

Doing up all the work even when it's boring

I ain't gotta search although I got a calling

And I follow this calling even when I got no one to call on

And there will be more drawings and more songs

And more things for haters to find annoying

I think the Christians call it anointing

I see where the compass is pointing

JahJah guides me in a world full of morons

I ain't perfect, just the one who was called on

For an audience with Zordon

Telling me my calling and you, your one

To the lad in the yard

Who just bought a sound card

When all your mates brought sim

I encourage you follow your callin'

I encourage you follow your callin'

To the lad in the yard

Who just bought a sound card

When all your mates brought sim

I encourage you follow your callin'

I encourage you follow your callin'

To the lad in the yard

Who just bought a sound card

When all your mates brought sim

I encourage you follow your callin'

I encourage you follow your callin'

To the lad in the yard

Who just bought a sound card

When all your mates brought sim

I encourage you follow your callin'

I encourage you follow your callin'

To the lad in the yard

Who just bought a sound card

When all your mates brought sim

I encourage you follow your callin'

I encourage you follow your callin'

To the lad in the yard

Who just bought a sound card

When all your mates brought sim

I encourage you follow your callin'

I encourage you follow your callin'