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