LOAM (Life of a Man) by Cornelius ft Jeremiah

Ayembo Oluwaseun Oreofe

LOAM (Life of a Man) by Cornelius ft Jeremiah

Verse ! (Cornelius)
Who is man that should think that he worth a lot of things?
But in sight of God, Men are valueless as heaps of sand.
Still, Men will move on everyday living in mysteries and sin
And embark one day in a trip of no return.
For the life of a Man is like the flowers of a tree
That shoot forth and fades away like dry leaves 
Men is just like Animal
Living daily falala
when their life reach the terminal
death inhale them like aroma
Pre Chorus
When I'm down you lifted me. When i slipped you pray for 
Then you whisper to my weary ears what I'm to do when troubles come for me.
Now I'm so emotional tori na mio janpata
Now i'm not delusional, Ife re po jaburata
Chorus
Aaaaaaa, Fun ore to se fun mi
Enu mi ode le shalaye
Ore re yi po gan
Aaaaaaa, wetin you do for me
Naim dey make me dey jubilate
See the life of a Man
Verse 2 (Jeremiah)
One thing animals have in common is vanity 
They really think or care of eternity
One day, Ojo kan The air will go and not come back (sope otilor)
But the real man knows life is but a dream 
Taking God serious not like acting in a film
To labour a few days and to rest in heaven at last
Tori mo ti loluwa (mioni fo)
Aye defe marry mi (mio she mo)
Ife kristi wa pa mi bi oti
Ta nio fe ku fun aye tio lo titi
she 'le ni she Venza, she abo, she golu, she dukia, she aso
she ni mo focus, no turning back from the cross
moti gboju, No going back to the world.
Pre Chorus
When I'm down you lifted me. When i slipped you pray for 
Then you whisper to my weary ears what I'm to do when troubles come for me.
Now I'm so emotional tori na mio janpata
Now i'm not delusional, Ife re po jaburata
Chorus
Aaaaaaa, Fun ore to se fun mi
Enu mi ode le shalaye
Ore re yi po gan
Aaaaaaa, wetin you do for me
Naim dey make me dey jubilate
See the life of a Man

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