I'm in LA going 95 on the freeway
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Hope I don't die 'fore you see me on your TV
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'Cause I'm chilling with my people from the west side, west side
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Hold on
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Back home, back home
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I can't wait till I'm back home
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I can't wait till I put my worry back on
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'Cause everybody, they go slipping'
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So they try to hate on me now
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But they walk from me 'cause they can't bring me down
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A lot of people said that I changed, I wonder how
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I'm still about my dreams but ain't got the green
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Then anything gave rains like'
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Entertain all these hoes while I'm in LA
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I need a girl to take me home till I leave this place
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My worst create spells, why you thing they call it spelling?
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Hypnotize your mind, VOP is what they yelling
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And if I die right now, man, I gotta go to heaven
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'Cause this hell on earth getting worse every second
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This fire that I breathe, you can see that I'mma get 'em
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Closer to my dream so they never learn they lesson
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'Cause they go right back, they commit the same felonies
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See the prior, be alive, if I had the time to tell 'em
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Eyes on deck, hands to the soul
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Planting seeds so they would grow
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A conscience is subliminal
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And you'll die quick, you will never know
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I know you feeling VOP and yes, we going to the top
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Niggas gonna be hating when I pull up in the drop
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Elevate forever and we never gonna stop
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Gotta keep on working harder till the day that I die
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Say a prayer for me
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Lord, lay me down to sleep
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I pray dear Lord my soul to keep
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If I should die before I wake
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I pray dear Lord my soul to take
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Lord, lay me down to sleep
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I pray dear Lord my soul to keep
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If I should die before I wake
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I pray dear Lord my soul to take
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Lord, lay me down to sleep
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I pray dear Lord my soul to keep
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If I should die before I wake
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I pray dear Lord my soul to take
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Lord, lay me down to sleep
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I pray dear Lord my soul to keep
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If I should die before I wake
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I pray dear Lord my soul to take
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Tryna think about things that I laid
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I will have if I live to be half of the age
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Of the dad of my dad, but it's not gonna happen
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Unless I rewrite all the strife that I caught in the night
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Between dad and his wife or my mom with the fighting
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The drama, the fuss and the cursing
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It was crushing the weak, enemies without question
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And now I'm not trusting no motherfucking body
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Was 10 years old when I started to see all the pain
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I still feel instilled in me
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Then it came instantly like a pain in your knee
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Beginning to see it perpetually
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Without thought or a reason I lived without Jesus
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Still praying, believing in Christmas and Easter
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Amazing we made it when Satan deceived us
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So thank you maybe, forsaken then leave us
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Holy Sins
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| Village Of Pharaohs |
