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AK Skills | One Life Ta Live (1995) Remix

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AK Skills - One Life Ta Live (1995)

(Verse 1: Andre The Giant)
All I see is blinkin' lights, track boards and phat mics
950's, SP12's, MP60's
Shit is thumpin', eardrums pumpin'
The shit is type hype 'cause the sample is tight, right?
Bite this one and leave teethless
Never sweat that, 'cause I'm a cool cat just like Heathcliff
Peep this — give up the loot
It's '94 and bitch-ass niggas, yeah, they still get the boot
The Northlakes 'cause I be flowin' in all states
Show kept diggin' and diggin', now he got more crates
That's right, nigga, roll that dime
And I'm the only livin' matter that controls my mind
Peace to every single rapper on this whole Earth
Sellouts got no worth, I think they better go soul search

[Hook x2]
(Brothers can’t believe how the skills have gotten)

(A.G.)
Now, here I go again, ready to flow again
And if the coast ain't clear, oh, yeah, I'm still goin' in
Get it together or you'll be layin' on a stretcher
I betcha I'mma getcha, the number one heart stresser
Sorry, black! That's right, it's a cardiac arrest
Try to triple team the best? Then where's Party at?
Lost to no one, a warrior like Shogun
And when the show's done
Stacks and stacks is how the hoes come
I bruise your feelings, confidence is to the ceiling
If I'm sick, I pick a chick for sexual healings
I'm unique, a freak like Malik
In the twilights with more highlights than Dominique
Around my boys is where the jel' stops
Ups to the streets, the Jeeps, my peeps in the cell blocks
I'm not the best, but I give you stress
To flatter me, your strategy gotta be more complex than chess
Stop bluffin' 'cause you ain't sayin' nothin', G!
And start duckin', I'm the A-to-the-fuckin'-G!
Last LP, we got down right
Showed all these corny motherfuckers
What hip-hop supposed to sound like
See A.G. and the brother Show
Quiet as kept, it's best that you step on the low!

( A.G.)
Well, it's me, meanin' the A-to-the-dash
I'm fast to get the cash, now I'm gone like a pass
What's the remedy? Suckers better get they own identity
And to the enemy, you better roll like it's ten of me
Fake lords — they get strangled with mic cords
Takin' beats from my LP for sure ain't healthy!
Patterson Projects is where I rest
But I claim the whole planet 'cause it's mine, goddamn it
I'm god! Quick to pull a fake brother card
Wrecked Boston, runnin' shit in Portland like Rod
It's hard to face defeat when you're raised in the street
No surrender and no retreat
Now, dance with the devil? No, not hardly
Even though I mamba like La Bamba
And smoke ganja like Bob Marley
A bag of sess puts me at my rest
You say it's silly? That's my theory
Hit the Philly and let it rest

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As sure as the sun rises in the east
It also sets in the west

[Verse 1]
Our son's done it, the gods never fronted
Whore nuns fuck a devil when the weight got hunted
My soul was a weapon, my mind keep steppin'
In the depths of hell yet I fell from the lesson
My soul leaves the body, the situation's noddy
Original invisible there’s one student tardy
A class for the better, 'cause I be writin' letters
And settin' shit straight one lamb and one shepherd
Her face turns purple and demons in the circle
I held my breath and I left out the womb kinda fertile
From the east the light shines onto the west
A test for the gods 'cause life is where they rest
Universe serenity, blockin' out the enemy
If anyone makes it then that's the way it's meant to be
Brighter, the times of a fighter
'Cause I'll survive life then step out the cipher

[Chorus]
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
Rock on
Here we go (one two, one two)
Rock on
Here we go (one two, one two)

[Verse 2]
The gods keep prayin', saviors ain't savin'
Nobody's soul yet the devil keeps playin'
And kicked out the heavens, I rest on the seventh
West of 85 if you chastise the reverend
Now is the mystery, one peace for victory
'Cause ain't no gods that will put you out your misery
Justice will lead 'em, deprive you of freedom
They'll bleed for the seat even though you don't need 'em
The Beast and the Harlot, the land is a target
The truth will prevail but not many say far-fetched
From 24 elders, and half it's twelve
Ruler, inches measure knowledge of self

[Chorus]
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
Rock on
Here we go (one two, one two)
Rock on
Here we go (one two, one two)

[Verse 3]
Lets see, it started with the serpent
Messin' with Eve 'cause she wasn't certain
Nobody's got a temper, a spiritual dilemma
Enter in the realm where the spirits in the center
Fuck perpetratin' 'cause they'll murder Satan
See faith broke the seal while the world be waitin'
They left it all to Jesus, I'm pickin' up the pieces
Friends that's deceased can never read my thesis
They'll be resurrected in times not so hectic
Demons ain't elected while the money gets collected
The gods get theirs and the word is bond
I mean the science of the future is what they saw
And the poor live in castles, life's got no hassles
It's all really just one big fiasco
No soul held hostage, angels kill the nonsense
Bond is my word, but first feel the knowledge

[Chorus]
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on (rock on)
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on (rock on)
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on
If your soul loves the son, money, rock on

AK Skills | One Life Ta Live (1995) Remix

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