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lirik lagu afterlife – mars ill

(verse #1)
i live the high life with lowlifes who want life to go/
down the middle of the marketplace where souls are bought and sold/
in rap olympics, forfeit when the starting pistol sounds/
make my words like safety nets so i can catch heads on the way down/
found limits the breath that i breathe in this life that i lead/
it’s where the city’s smog infested skyline infects my lifetime/
bring sentences to life like, “see spot run across the freeway”/
you can catch it on the fox news instant replay/
i start the finished product minus the first sign of a blemish/
trek towards the infinite if i can break this line of scrimmage/
skywalk through clones attacking me, myself and samuel jackson/
to live life firsthand ‘til the second hand is reversed/
blurt words written down, world wishing i’d curse them out/
so they can call me a hypocrite and disrespect what i’m about/
flirt with disastrous methods, lessons pressed on earthquakes/
make soundtracks for your life with every move that i make…

(hook)
my life moves and it changes and it grows/
my life, i fight for life throughout the highs and lows/
my life is sacrifice, open wounds and broken habits/
my life, come here, take a second look at it/
my life moves and it changes and it grows/
my life, i fight for life throughout the highs and lows/
my life is just a token, a tool for you to see with/
it’s my life, but here, you can take it if you need it…

(verse #2)
i got my mind on money that i buried inside the backyard/
slaves to the industry push the plow, get their backs scarred/
i’m thinking how to sn-tch your shotgun before you shoot it/
the mountains are all snowcapped but the beaches are all polluted/
i still walk the narrow path tightrope style, eyes open to the trials/
while most of ya’ll stay in denial/
hold on like a child to what’s real, the rest falls by the wayside/
trace the hands of time to touch the face of el shaddai/
but some of ya’ll don’t play right, you bite backs and attack life/
my back to the wall, eyes glued to the eyes of christ/
that’s right, fan base is where open ears can listen/
bump big business, my fast ball shatters the compet-tion/
win at least the division for the vision and still insisting/
that we can gain the power, run the labels and make the decisions/
my life, write songs for you and the people on your block/
it’ll blast on 88 whether the majors want it or not/
just breathe. breathe in the pain that comes with the growing/
kiss the ground i walk upon and thank my god for the whole thing/
take the bull by the h-rns because i gotta do something/
a nation of manchildren is now under construction…

(hook)

(verse #3)
i’ve slap-boxed with my brother and broken bread with whose buying/
crouching tiger to hidden grat-tude, impossible for me to see/
the divine schematics or divide the triune through mathematics/
stand with a mic in my right hand with the left clutching a crucifix/
i haven’t felt this worn down since i last listened to ludacris/
but i’m born new every morning, look in the mirror asking “who is this?”/
see the battle scars i’ve earned, oh yeah, i remember now/
i’m the one who builds ‘til walls are torn down, so what now?/
the crowd disperses, dry wit falls off my person/
manifest destiny, show my faith through action in remixed versions/
dress the wounded with comp-ssion no matter who’s the victor/
expose the world to the son’s light and i hope they all get blistered/
a mystery of life lived and you can’t know until you live this/
‘til you fall on your face everyday and ask him for forgiveness/
hide my rage where i can’t find it ‘cause it always keeps me blinded/
i’m still living my life and this here is just a reminder…

(hook)

- mars ill

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