Speak on It — текст песни (Guerilla Maab)

(*talking*)
Good Lord, I wanna thank you
For waking me up, to see another
New day, I`ve never seen before
Forgive me for my sins, for they
Be where I thought of deed, a mission
A cold mission, Lord please bless me
With the blessings you say
I stand in need of, when I`ve done everything
On this earth, that you laid out for me to do
Lord please bless me with a home
Somewhere in your kingdom
Even the loss of the alone
In Jesus name I pray, amen

[Z-Ro]
Seem like the light is so close
I can feel my soul, about to vacate
Make me wonder, am I right for God
Cause I don`t wanna get denied, at the pearly gate
Even though I been cut throat, tripping off PCP
Telling all my friends, to take a hike
But it`s fucked up, thinking bout tapes
From other niggaz, when they on pot they can break the mic
No time for pussy, I gotta pump packs in the projects
Plus I gotta pimp the pen, if I wanna get paid
I can`t feel sorry gotta do the deed, and get up in the wind
Gotta get some dividends, and if I don`t die
I`ma seek forgiveness of my sins, and if I get denied
Even though I tried, I`ma burn for the rest of the devil me
But the Lord gon give it, and the Lord gon take it
Away, so I can`t trip on my life
It was my time to go, somebody take care of my child
And raise him up right, plus these niggaz be living so shife
I don`t want my seed, to get corrupted
Give him so much game, when I die
He gon live as if the lessons, ain`t interrupted
Just to show how fucked up, the game can get
Big Steve, money came up missing
I was up in the car, so I`m a suspect of the crime
But a nigga ain`t tripping, all I can say is that I`m a G
And I just won`t touch it, unless I own it
Wish I could tell Steve, that I`m still on my grind
For mine, so I`ma bleed the block if I want it

[Hook]
Can`t believe it
I`m gon have to ride tonight
Roll on, roll on
Holding plexes, pulling pistols
They play with your life
Roll on roll on, or get stoled on

[Z-Ro]
Evilness without the sin, let him cast the first stone
But unless your father, can make the wind blow
When I see a check, please leave me alone
Because I never asked nobody, for nothing
I just accepted, what I was given
Even though I`m po`, I pray to let God know
That I`m thankful to be still living, yeah I`d rather be a slave in heaven
Than to be, the most comfortable cat in hell
But I`m too good for one, and too bad for one
So I`m between the two, I gotta sell
Living on lock, familiar with songs and proverbs
When the ways of the world, start to trip
When I can`t take it, I smoke too much
That explains, that black shit around a nigga lip
The Lord is my light, and my salvation
But I still slip away, with natural herbs
I don`t be smoking weed, to look cool fool
I got a problem, I do it to calm my nerves
Now the preacher, wanna see me on Sunday
But knowing I`ma bleed the block, first thang come Monday
I don`t go, cause another no show
Said I`ll fuck around and die, when I walk in the do`
Never go be talking about a nigga, behind his back
I`ma do it to him in his face, hoe checking a bitch
About what he might of said a few days ago, talking down in a safe place
But it ain`t safe, for the presence of a god damn fool
That`ll squeeze, and make a motherfucker blood come down
Heavily armed, with an automatic round
When I frown, it ain`t real cool to stick around
Plus I found, that a relationship ain`t shit
When I was fucking, with one of these hoes
She done fucked it up, for the rest of the women
Cause I ain`t trying to fuck, with none of these hoes
Some of my partnas, that`d turn to foes
That`d turn to struggling, from balling
But I`m crooked as ever, but the world is so crooked
I hope that God, ain`t tired of me calling

[Hook]

[Z-Ro]
Now if I said, that I`d rather be dead
Instead of going through, the struggle and the pain
Here to make logical sense, but when I get in a predicament
I still be trying, to maintain
Don`t wanna lose my life, I wanna choose to live my life right
But it`s hard to decide, like a devil in disguise
That be pulling a bull up over my eyes
And trying to get me, to swallow my pride
But I be ready to ride, and won`t be denied
Even if I died, motherfuckers know I tried
To keep a bullet out of that body, I cried
Everytime I put it inside, to make another nigga cap-size
But if somebody, wanna put me under the ground
Somebody better have a good plan
I`m a man, that`ll be ready to break a bastard off
But I don`t wanna die, living in a casket why did a
Bitch wanna set my partna up, cause it really got up under my skin
But I ain`t tripping, when a nigga feeling with
One up in the chamber, just to get a little bit of revenge
I can`t even keep a girlfriend, everybody be fucking with me
And got my name, in a negative whirlwind
I be ready for the trumpet to blow, and even if I don`t get to go
I still, wanna see the world end
Cause I be tired, of feeling this anger
Feeling the permission of danger, with every breath
I be tired of watching my back, and packing a gat
And living 24-7, up in a motherfucking vest
God bless me, cause everybody wanna test me
So I don`t even talk, on my Prime Co. phone
Leave a message, and press three

[Hook - 2x]



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