Afterlife

(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 snatch 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 competition

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 horns 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 gratitude, 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 compassion 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)