My Life My Life

My people use to warn me Of things, young man, you can not see Of the evil inside Of Deceivers inside Of the people inside of your life This is My life, My life My life, My life My life, My life... My Life Same story I grew up in the ghetto I'm hated from my birth, To my hurst Till I'm dead yo From the same plaque Started five hundred years ago No peace, no blessings But five hundred tears to go You talking love But it ain't love when you murking US Pariahs in the lake of fire Watching flames burst Get em up, shoot em up With their hands up You from the suburbs Word, they don't give a dutch But at the center of this all We got to make a cell Lyrically biblical We shake them of the Richter scale Destroy em in battle We leave em on the battle field Them demons keep coming They want to murder, death, kill Yeah So we hit them with the truth Then we cut them with the steal Then we burn them with the flames Give them something they can feel Yeah Yeah Give them something they can feel So they'll know we're really real Yeah This is My life, My life My life, My life My life, My life, My Life Beware of those people Beware of Evil works Yo beware of false teachings And false prophets