Lyrics Born 2 Die - Killah Priest, Victorious

Born 2 Die

I’ma live, I’m gonna live, I’ma fly, I’m, gonna fly
I’ma live, I’m gonna live, I’ma fly, I’m, gonna fly
«Whosoever therefore humble themself as this little child"(Matthew 18:4)
The same as the greatest in the Kingdom of Heaven
Wheeze on the ledge and felt his way home, he sings with his brethrens
Flapping away through the air, white and seems like the pheasants
But supreme in his presence, a king in his essence of woe
Unto the world because are office is corrupt
And false just’broke peace we brought the beast amongst us Grief of a hustler, beef between brothers, the reaper we suffer
There’s cancer inside, we eat off each other
Growing in us like a tumour, false rumours.
Up at the tree like a puma on the night of a lunar
We fight here comes the ghouls of out we live and you die
They sent the apes into space
To plant new life for the lead of only one race
The gun chase make our sons erase, some deteriorate
Evaporate from flesh to spiritual bodies
The masters of fate, still clash us with fate
And mirrors are godly, pardon me
I’ma live, I’m gonna live, I’ma fly, I’m gonna fly
I’ma live, I’m gonna live, I’ma fly, I’m gonna fly
Ever seen me fly, that’s me Ever seen me cry, I see
The dreams of a land I, I need
Four reasons to jam rock, I mean
Poor reasons the more breathing
The more achieving, the more believing
Then the more reaching, I mean
Usual cats stay forth eating
Put a plan together, couple of meals together now they all eating
So, «Take heed that ye despise not one of these little one
For I say unto you that in Heaven and their angels do always
behold the face of the Father which is in heaven?
(Matthew 18:11)
And?
The Son of Man is coming, save those which is lost,?
(Matthew 18:11)
Wild let that saviour thoughts
This is a force of movement of blueprint of the true prince
We’re the remnants of true Israelite descendents
We all kindred’s, cross out you mimics
Follow the lineage of Genesis, to the prisoners, to all my listeners
Remember my affliction to my sister’s addiction
To my spirit conviction, to my sister conditions
To my soul collisions, to my sister’s soul submission
I’m here baby girl and through me ye still living
Feel me