paroles de chanson more than a god. - Notebook.

Sometimes I feel like I′m more than a god
There's still no chinks in my armor
I cannot sleep any longer in this bed that I have made
All hail. Give praise

I′ll lead you to the fountain
So, drink and become boundless
And indulge in the prowess
Tell me how it tastes
All hail. Give praise

Sometimes I feel like I'm more than a god
Don't pray for me - pray to me
All is fair in Love and Warfare
Sometimes I feel like I′m more than a god
Don′t pray for me - pray to me
All is fair in Love and Warfare

I could be humble, but what's the use in playing a peasant
I might cop a studded crown. That would make me the freshest
And expect you to come and bow as I′m making my entrance
African King with Arabian Essence
Take it offensively, but shit, I doubt I could change my genetics
Royalty runs in the blood, and I'm made of electric
I am the voice of a whole generation, a relic
Famous for turning a rope into a chain of expression
With gems that reflect the jewels we never were able
To tell our children, out of fear we′d be severed and strangled
I'm so proud to drop the truth and discredit the fables
Taught myself to be a man when I was left in the cradle
I remember what the quote said
Uh. Can′t hide the letters that were wrote yet
Yeah. No way the power can be oppressed
I wake up, smoke, stretch, and then I go flex
Who can tell me otherwise
Who can tell me otherwise

Sometimes I feel like I'm more than a god
Don't pray for me - pray to me
All is fair in Love and Warfare
Sometimes I feel like I′m more than a god
Don′t pray for me - pray to me
All is fair in Love and Warfare

This right here's been dormant
It might appear that I′m morphing
So glorious; full of endorphins. Ay
Good morning, motherfucker
It comes easy and I don't gotta′ force it
Try to knock me, but you're not that important
I get to know myself to see who the Lord is. Ay
Son of the Morning, motherfucker

I′ll lead you to the fountain
So, drink and become boundless
And indulge in the prowess
Tell me how it tastes
All hail. Give praise

Don't pray for me. Pray to me
All is fair in Love and Warfare