Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Bread Of Life , by - Killah Priest. Song from the album The Best Of and A Prelude To The Offering, in the genre Рэп и хип-хопBread Of Life |
| This is the bread of life man |
| The bread of life |
| Cus I’m gonna feed all of y’all |
| I’m gonna feed all of y’all with intelligent lifespans man |
| I’m gonna give y’all vocubulary veggies |
| Word up and make y’all understand that |
| Now is the time to come amongst this nation |
| And end all devilishment |
| 2nd Intro: Cappadonna |
| You don’t really want god in your life |
| You don’t really want god in your life |
| Hook: Cappadonna |
| The bread of life |
| Drop jewels and take flight |
| In this royal army I’m gonna stand and fight |
| Verse 1: Neonek |
| Pour my wars out basins |
| My gates is filled with live grazes |
| Live and die for the king |
| Escaping hells faces |
| Forces with chariots armed |
| Dark horses |
| God will make God ??? |
| and face loses |
| Seven months to bury the dead |
| The lord said |
| Make a feast for the birds and bees to eat flesh |
| Shouldn’t turn the man you are |
| Consume you in your darkness |
| Bloodbaths sealed with fire the lords wrath |
| Man fainted |
| Now they see the glory God painted |
| Heavens army made a statement on your anti-Christ arrangement |
| Swinging the sword against God |
| And every mountain |
| Unleash a vile plague on all you heathens who be doubting |
| Lined up |
| Split you in half and grind up |
| I lined up split you in half and grind up |
| Enemies are the most high dined hired up |
| When your times up |
| The lord made his mind up |
| Everlasting torment for all you snakes who played foremen |
| Verse 2: Cappadonna |
| I got pains in my stomach |
| I just need to eat |
| I can’t take it no more it’s like life in the street |
| Got my hands shaking |
| Stressed out for cess |
| This rap is like coke |
| My mother can’t rest |
| Times is hard |
| GATS in the projects |
| Niggas got jealous since my LP |
| Made life better |
| Now y’all hate me |
| Putting my life down for G-O-D |
| I rock this |
| Only love can top this |
| Laced in clean spirits |
| Now I’m spotless |
| Pulling out nots |
| Now I make hits |
| Throw jewels at you |
| Reap the benefits |
| Laid back love eat my tuna fish |
| Like that y’all |
| My God’ll slap y’all |
| Devils in the place |
| Angels’ll trap y’all |
| Hook: Cappadonna |
| The bread of life |
| Drop jewels and take flight |
| In this royal army I’m gonna stand and fight |
| Verse 3: Killah Priest |
| As the full moon follow my passage |
| Enter my tomb now strike the matches |
| Light up the room |
| Open my caskets |
| Theres my Mummy |
| Covered in maggotts |
| Say the words bring me back like Lazarus |
| Came to pass like the old lady who read my tarrots |
| My GAT spit |
| Still I shed the tears of a saint |
| My hearts passion |
| Painting pictures that’s mad graphic |
| After my words are said |
| My paper burns up in ashes |
| All my thugs surround me like Christ at the last supper |
| Cold winds beat upon the window shutters |
| We break bread |
| 8 Fed’s came in and bust us |
| They rush us |
| They took me I screamed to my dog |
| The Sun Of Man must suffer |
| They kill me |
| Another one will rise from the gutter motherfuckers |
| Hook: Cappadonna |
| The bread of life (You don’t really want God in your life) |
| Drop jewels and take flight |
| In this royal army I’m gonna stand and fight |
| Verse 4: Cappadonna |
| We always in the struggle |
| Making those Wu-Banga's |
| We hang like hangers |
| It’s the essence of hip-hop |
| Live in the present |
| Write rhymes or Hasson’ll never test this |
| Eighties fundamental |
| God is essential |
| Rents due plus the greatest lesson is don’t owe |
| Pray with the flow and cruise through the avenue |
| Blacked down like some of the Jews do |
| Guns kill so do a missle |
| All praise due |
| May the father be with you |
| A child need milk |
| These needles are specially built to open your mind |
| Now is the time oh Lord place your hands upon us |
| It’s the meat by selling bricks |
| To building cocaine weak |
| People don’t speak where it’s rats and 'roaches |
| Cats and dogs |
| Cops roll like Bozz Hogg |
| In the jungle |
| Where every black man is Tarzan |
| We are gathered here today |
| In the name of this rap |
| We coming in peace |
| So nobody have to get clapped |
| Hook: Cappadonna |
| The bread of life |
| Drop jewels and take flight |
| In this royal army I’m gonna stand and fight |
| Outro: Cappadonna |
| You don’t really want God in your life |
| The bread of life |
| You don’t really want God in your life |
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Killah Priest
Lyrics of the artist's songs: Capadonna