| Yeah
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| Yes indeed, got 'em up to speed
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| We got what they need, yeah
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| Reflection Eternal
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| My life, my life, my life, my life
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| This is my life, my life, my life, my life
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| My life, my life, my life, my life
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| This is my life, my life, my life, my life
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| Yo, what’s the daily word?
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| You ever feel like giving everything up
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| And buying a boat so you can sail the world?
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| Aiyyo, what’s really hood?
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| He got a gift with the lyrics
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| The beat is lifting your spirit when you ain’t feeling good
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| Sometimes he feel like the whole world is turning on him
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| The people miserable and try to place they burdens on him
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| He revealing the truth like he a portal
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| A vampire sucked his blood, now he immortal
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| First he ignored then he worked the applause
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| He thirsty for more cause they loving how he perfectly flawed
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| Most of these rappers softer than the allure of Juicy Couture
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| And from the start he put his heart in every verse he record
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| Caused to perform for the corporation, he made a profit with Satan
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| Then got with the Beat Konducta for his Liberation
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| And for free at last till everybody started selling it
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| But him, he’s like I need to see a piece of that
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| And get right with God, he knows his gift is a phenomenon
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| He catch it when it strike like a lightning rod
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| His rhymes are the spitting image he created us in
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| We getting paid in wages of sin
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| True, it’s like death in a room
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| Every lie we ingest and consume
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| Is guaranteed to make us vegetables soon
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| Sometimes it’s so hard, can’t go on
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| Where did he lose his focus, where did he go wrong?
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| He should love his life, he got a loving wife at home
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| But still find himself roaming through the club at night
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| Kiss his children and they hug him tight
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| Gotta prove his love in family court tomorrow
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| 'Cause he and they mother fight
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| These other artists really don’t know what to make of him
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| So they afraid if him, they ain’t breaking him
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| It’s been over ten years since he gave you the blast
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| The ones that counted him out, they didn’t do the math
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| The fans tell him he under-appreciated
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| Underrated and hated but he thankful they debated
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| Thankful that he made it to glory while some faded
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| Thankful that he keep it surreal while some fake it
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| Thankful for the skills that’s keeping the family stable
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| Thankful for the meals he put on the family table
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| He pay the bills when he able and spend for pleasure when he can
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| This the true measure of a man
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| Some things he’ll never understand, that’s okay though
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| He know we’re molded in the image of God like Play Doh
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| But still he wax philosophical like Aristotle
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| Maybe one day they’ll come up with a better model
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| But till then, he the best there is
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| More than ten-thousand hours in
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| So that make him the specialist
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| Oh yeah, it’s way more than relevance
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| It’s classic, original, you remember this |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song My Life (Outro) , by - Talib Kweli. Song from the album Revolutions Per Minute, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп