Moa Laif Lyrics

A legend was born, July of '97

It was a blessin' up above from the heavens

He thanks God for lettin' him see 27

It's a gift like some brand new XI's

His momma made it state side back in '84

Pops later did the same in 1994

A decade apart, they took the same journey

When they finally made it, it was like they won the tourney

Born to a pair of Caribbean Immigrants

Who would a thought that he'd be rappin' on these instruments?

Creatin' art that works the mind, issa stimulant

It was clear from birth that his greatness was imminent

He goes hard so he can make his ancestors proud

Always drawin' crowds, cheerin' for him real loud

He's got the whole Caribbean, standin' tall behind him

He puts trust in God, knowin' that he'll always guide 'em

Moa Laif Bad Mon, Moa Laif

Moa Laif Rood Bwai, Moa Laif

Moa Laif Bad Mon, Moa Laif

Moa Laif Rood Bwai, Moa Laif

Ever since the 4th grade, he dreamed of playin' pro ball

He dreamed of playin' on the same court as John Wall

Woulda been grateful for a full ride at Seton Hall

Sadly no college team ever made a call

So outside of hoops, he had to figure out who he was

Had to learn all the things a great man does

He tried college, but wasn't feelin' it

Lost all his joy, cuz school was stealin' it

At first, couldn't find the appeal in it

Had a blurry vision, wasn't seein' it

In the real world, he was so lost

Not knowin' his decisions had a cost

Hit a crossroads with no sense of direction

All that was goin' through his mind was perplexion

Went back to school, and he finished

Chances of becomin' a statistic diminished

Moa Laif Bad Mon, Moa Laif

Moa Laif Rood Bwai, Moa Laif

Moa Laif Bad Mon, Moa Laif

Moa Laif Rood Bwai, Moa Laif

Moa Laif Bad Mon, Moa Laif

Moa Laif Rood Bwai, Moa Laif

Moa Laif Bad Mon, Moa Laif

Moa Laif Rood Bwai, Moa Laif

He got a good job, started doin' well

But still felt incomplete, like a empty shell

He knew his life wasn't meant to be average

Had to figure out how to go hard like a savage

2 years ago, made connections, started writin' rhymes

Perfect timin', got him through a tough time

Rough start though, didn't make a dime

He even contemplated quittin' sometimes

But he didn't though, he just stuck it out

Even though he's still workin' tryna make it out

Had to ball out and show the world what he was all about

He stayed true to himself and made his own rout

Found his purpose, and fulfillment

Usin' his God given gift to be brilliant

When he locks in, you can watch him shine

Legacy gon age well like it's fine wine

Moa Laif Bad Mon, Moa Laif

Moa Laif Rood Bwai, Moa Laif

Moa Laif Bad Mon, Moa Laif

Moa Laif Rood Bwai, Moa Laif