| Finally we see the God’s head attendance
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| Mind over matter, body representation of the soul
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| Until the soul overcomes the illusion of mortality
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| Love
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| On the path of guts and glory
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| Bullets bless my flesh and now it’s holy
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| My blood in a cup, you pour me
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| My body have ten stories
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| On the path of guts and glory
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| Bullets bless my flesh and now it’s holy
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| My blood in a cup, you pour me
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| My body have ten stories
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| Under fire, didn’t know it
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| Ears ringing, something started glowing
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| Lungs collapsed, ribs all broken
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| Lit car up with slugs, now it’s smoking
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| Bloody horror, leather seats soaking
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| God, you have to be joking
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| J’s hit, I got to save him
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| Bullets ricochet in my head, I can’t see him
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| Trying to grab his hand, I can’t feel him
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| Out the car, maybe I can drag him
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| I’m shot again, for air gasping
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| On my own blood I’m gagging
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| Open door now I’m standing
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| Open fire at me blazing
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| Shot me in back, I fell
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| Lord did we deserve this hell?
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| As I lay on floor dying
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| Passed away, spirit flying
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| Afterlife made contact
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| Then God chose to pull me back
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| Got a glimpse of Heaven, not on list
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| Open eyes, back on Earth pissed
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| Where I was, was so bliss
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| Why he bring me back like this?
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| Surgery on spine, bullet caused this
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| Slim chance to survive, but I take risk
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| Made it through, now I’m healing
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| Even got back all my feelings
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| I should be dead, I’m living longer
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| As time go on I get stronger
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| Lyrically some might better spit it
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| But remember the difference, MF Grimm Reaper lived it
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| My own life is my content
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| Police had criminal intent
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| Rolex on arm was eighty thousand
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| Dollars disappeared, where our dough went?
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| Always plan for tomorrow
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| Meanwhile live for the moment
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| It can be taken in an instant
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| The road to glory has torment
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| Vastness of Heaven and Hell’s the extent
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| Hearts get hardened like cement
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| It will turn you to a demon
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| So recognize your life is Hell bent
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| Increase size Jet Jaguar
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| Show the world you’re a superstar
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| Lyrically some might better spit it
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| But remember the difference, MF Grimm Reaper lived it |