Speak on it

[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 fuc*** 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 fuc*** 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 f*** 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 motherfuc*** 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 fuc***, with one of these hoes
She done fuc*** it up, for the rest of the women
Cause I ain't trying to f***, 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, motherfuc*** 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 fuc*** 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 x2]