| The most talented mother fu**er without a record deal
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| Achilles heel
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| With the black soul
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| And This music black gold taken to whole different level
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| I never settled for pushing the heavy metal or peddling
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| Keep is conscious until I’m a skeleton
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| I could care less about your rhymes dog your soul is gelatin
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| And I spit knowledge like fire right through the receivers
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| I’m speaking equally to atheists and to believers
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| The only rap mother fu**er to have beef with Adidas
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| My crew is sleeping on me like the second coming of Jesus
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| And I’m grinding like a whore or a fiend is
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| Cause I’m horribly fiendish
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| And don’t want desire son I need this
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| Is four hundred years of revolution that are waiting to be seen
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| High class low lives white collar collared green
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| Now a days this is where we place our faith against these odds… The
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| Life of god.
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| Chemo had my skin black as a panther
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| Arm up blast back like a panther
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| I spoke to my my grandmother
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| And she told me faith was the answer
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| So Jesus I walk with the swagger of a carpenter
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| It’s my lord mindpeacelove and mic chord
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| I never asked but I’ll bask in the glory
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| Cause this is not boasting
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| This is my story
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| This is real
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| It’s Jonathan Emile MTL
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| Chasing heaven
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| Been through hell
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| And I ain’t going back
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| So as long as I rap
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| I’m a do the opposite of erasing just
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| Right… Write Right. |
| All right.
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| Fight all day make love all night
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| Life’s too short I bring church to your iPod
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| Life of God.
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| A Man is his actions, but that’s really its only a fraction
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| Your limited by your image
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| But what else could we judge you by
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| Burgers and fries corporate lies
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| I live by my word, I’ll die by my word
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| I’ll rock with my flock and then I’ll die by my herd
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| Its a curse this rap sh*t
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| The end is always tragic
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| Played out or fade out
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| shot out of existence
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| Persistence is a quality
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| Talent is a tool
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| I use it for change and not in vain fools
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| I could care less if you think I’m the illest
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| I know what my skill is
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| I know I’m the realest
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| I could give a fu**k if you feel this
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| Got a dream to fulfill it
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| Get it hot like a skillet
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| What is it the mindpeacelove
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| Push comes to shove whack brothers back
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| Spit facts like maniacs under oppression
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| A testament a lesson
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| And this is purposeful progression
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| Life of God. |
| God. |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Life of God , by - Jonathan Emile. Song from the album The Lover / Fighter Document, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп