(Verse 1)   The most talented mother fu**er without a record deal    Achilles heel   With the black soul   And This music black gold taken to whole different level   I never settled for pushing the heavy metal or peddling   Keep is conscious until I'm a skeleton   I could care less about your rhymes dog your soul is gelatin   And I spit knowledge like fire right through the receivers   I'm speaking equally to atheists and to believers   The only rap mother fu**er to have beef with Adidas    My crew is sleeping on me like the second coming of Jesus   And I'm grinding like a whore or a fiend is    Cause I'm horribly fiendish   And don't want desire son I need this    Is four hundred years of revolution that are waiting to be seen   High class low lives white collar collared green   Now a days this is where we place our faith against these odds...The    Life of god.      (Verse 2)   Chemo had my skin black as a panther   Arm up blast back like a panther   I spoke to my my grandmother   And she told me faith was the answer   So Jesus I walk with the swagger of a carpenter   It's my lord mindpeacelove and mic chord   I never asked but I'll bask in the glory   Cause this is not boasting   This is my story   This is real   It's Jonathan Emile MTL   Chasing heaven   Been through hell   And I ain't going back   So as long as I rap   I'm a do the opposite of erasing just   Right... Write Right. All right.    Fight all day make love all night   Life's too short I bring church to your iPod   Life of God.      (Verse 3)   A Man is his actions, but that's really its only a fraction   Your limited by your image   But what else could we judge you by   Burgers and fries corporate lies   I live by my word, I'll die by my word   I'll rock with my flock and then I'll die by my herd   Its a curse this rap sh*t   The end is always tragic   Played out or fade out   shot out of existence   Persistence is a quality   Talent is a tool   I use it for change and not in vain fools   I could care less if you think I'm the illest   I know what my skill is   I know I'm the realest   I could give a fu**k if you feel this   Got a dream to fulfill it   Get it hot like a skillet   What is it the mindpeacelove   Push comes to shove whack brothers back   Spit facts like maniacs under oppression   A testament a lesson   And this is purposeful progression   Life of God. God.