Damn...another funeral, another mothafuckin' funeral
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Lord Knows
Lord Knows
Lord Knows
I smoke a bunt ta take tha pain out
and if I wasn't high, probably try and blow my brains out
i'm hopeless
they shoulda tried to kill me as a baby
but, now they got me trapped in tha storm, i'm goin crazy
forgive me
they wanna see me in my casket
and if I don't blast i'll be a victim of tha bastards
i'm loosing hope, they got me stressen, can tha Lord forgive me
got tha spirit of a thug in me
another sip of that drink, this hennesee got me queaze
don't wanna hurl, young nigga take it easy
picture your dreams on a triple beam
and it seems
don't underestimate tha power of a feind
to tha homies on tha block
slangin' rocks with ya glocks put this tape in your box
when your runnin' from tha cops
and never look back
if they could be black
then they would switch
open fire on those busta-ass bitches
and Lord Knows...
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Lord Knows
Lord Knows
Lord Knows
I wonder if tha Lord will forgive me
or bury me a 'G'
I couldn't let my adversaries worry me
and every single day it's a test
wear a bullet-proof vest
and still a nigga stressin over death
If I could choose when a nigga die
figure I, take a puff on tha blunt
and let my trigga fly
when everyday is another death
with every breath, it's a constant threat
so watch your step
you could be next if ya want to
who do ya run to?
murderin niggas, look what it's come to
my memories bring me misory
and life is hard in tha ghetto, it's insanity
I can't breath got me thinkin', what do hell go
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