dear god bring our pows home
and our brothers on lockdown home
amen
jeah back blocked on everybody laptop
hittin niggas from da shower hold a note like da guy who
said da british is comin
oh yeah da niggas is comin get out ya good dishes or
somethin like its thanksgiving
and non other than da r and without further a due like
freddy get ready its
whatever happen lord dont pass me by
cause whenever i did wrong it was ya name i cried
i heard you forgave over and over again
but when i found out i love you you became ammune to my sins
laid wide awake in da middle of my sleep
and sometimes its me lord
i never wanted to be a thug father
i only wanted to be a son of a father
thats how it sounds inside worse than da war in iraq when
its me against i
i gave up da weed and somehow im still high
three years still seein them three guys lord
sometimes i dont know what you want from me but i do know you
know what i want from you
come on take away this hennessey take away me runnin da
streets
stop people from rapin me take away all this jealously and
prejudicy
lord you said it was better place i grew up around pimps
hustlers hoes and project gates
its hard to believe in what i cant see
i got to get this money and feed my family
whatever in me guides my life dear lord dont let me die tonight
but if i shall before i wake what shall i say
its been a good run from hoodlum to outin da states
how could one who made so much foul mistakes still be allowed
to have a smile on my face
how whatever da case im glad it wasnt murder in a town you
never heard of
from a nickel plated burner
now my life straight like a perm tried to take da spot i earn
muthafka better learn
back blocked on everybody laptop
hit niggas from da shower hold a note like da guy who
said da british is comin
oh yeah da niggas is comin get out ya good dishes or
somethin like its thanksgiving
and non other than da r and without further a due like
freddy get ready
lord hear me out got a few more things to say
these demons be chasin me like everyday
nah my life on crutches never say i never walk again
but da devil is a lie cause i believe within
youre da reason that im still here even though i dont act like
it
even though i hear my callin and fight it
fools do me so wrong its hard to stay righteous
pimpin was allowed to happen ill hide it
believe me lord i want you got money and fame but still it just
wont do
sometimes i dont like who i am when i look in da mirror my
reflection is uncle sam
and every night i have these weird dreams that a preacher
trapped inside of me wake up and cant
breathe
i feel like its twenty of me goin twenty different directions
on a one way street lord
i got houses money and cars and met every single superstar
i got da whole music industry sold but it still dont matter
when im gone and my casket closed
whatever in me guides my life dear lord dont let me die
tonight
but if i shall before i wake id accept my fate
i did what i did my heart was in da right place
i guess so i can live it put food on my plate
you must still love me not to let it in by three that day
well whatever da case im glad it wasnt murder in a town you
never heard of
from a nickel plated burner
i guess im not finished wit my journey please forgive me for my
sins
shit im still tryna learn me
from da back block on everybody laptop
hit niggas from da shower hold a note like da guy who
said da british was comin
oh yeah da niggas is comin get out ya good dishes or
somethin like its thanksgiving
and non other than da r and without further a due like
freddy get ready
many men have come and gone in these streets
walked alone in these streets waitin to hear from you
oh lordwrap your arms around da hood
lift every peace from war bring our soldiers home let us
pray
