| I fell from grace on my face. |
| Still, I rise up
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| Greater. |
| Whatever they expected from me, check it
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| I’m not as dangerous as I used to be, which
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| Make me more dangerous than I used to be—I'm focused
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| I care a lot more than usually, teach the babies
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| Make me not care about losing me, sacrifice
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| Should I comply with ways and save breath?
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| Or challenge The Beast and fight it to the death?
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| Illusions of power create drunks of men
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| So grapes of wrath are stepped on for the future
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| Aging fine wine takes some time
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| But some get impatient, they eat ‘em off the vine
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| Smoke signals float overhead, don’t catch the line
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| Too busy looking down, forgetting that they’re brown
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| Friends fear for my life—"watch yourself, Grimm"
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| Whoever wanna take it, bring it on then
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| Enemies wanna kill me, but they just can’t touch me
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| Through broken glasses, life looks so ugly
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| Just a bastard, America don’t want me
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| World of hatred, The Creator still loves me
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| Blessed to see another one, this could be the day
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| Luck is on my side, everything go my way
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| But if I make the wrong move, it could be the last
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| Fearing death in the future keep you living in the past
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| King want me dead, so now he flip his lid
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| A kid, I hid and did a bid in pyramids
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| Got in tune with myself, learned that I’m powerful
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| My mind lift me up the day that my body fell
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| Professor X, over matter, I do it well
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| Verbal is the voodoo, a verse is a spell
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| Levitate through Manhattan, maneuver around the hate
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| I strive to be a better man, won’t be compromised
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| Bigger problems, bigger man, God increased my size
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| Sight beyond sight, truly, my eyes is on the prize
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| Solar rays phase, snowmen run city
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| Sun goes down, they wonder: will I go down with it?
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| Enemies wanna kill me, but they just can’t touch me
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| Through broken glasses, life looks so ugly
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| Just a bastard, America don’t want me
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| World of hatred, The Creator still loves me
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| Some try to test and question our divinity
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| MF Grimm, MF DOOM, Serengeti trinity
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| I lead the way to victory, blood will be the trail
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| No matter who we face, believe me: we’ll prevail
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| All hail |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Teacher, artist - MF Grimm. Album song American Hunger, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп