| Damn, another funeral, another motherfucker
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| Lord knows
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| (Coughing)
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| Lord knows
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| Lord knows
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| I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
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| And if I wasn’t high, I’d probably try to blow my brains out
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| I’m hopeless, they should’ve killed me as a baby
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| And now they got me trapped in the storm, I’m goin' crazy
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| Forgive me; |
| they wanna see me in my casket
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| And if I don’t blast I’ll be the victim of them bastards
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| I’m losin' hope, they got me stressin', can the Lord forgive me
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| Got the spirit of a thug in me
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| Another sip of that drink, this Hennessey got me queasy
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| Don’t wanna hurl, young nigga take it easy
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| Picture your dreams on a triple beam, and it seems
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| Don’t underestimate the power of a fiend
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| To my homies on the block
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| Slangin' rocks with your Glocks put this tape in your box
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| When you’re runnin from the cops—and never look back
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| If they could be black, then they would switch
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| Open fire on them busta-ass bitches, and Lord knows
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| (Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| Lord knows
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| (He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| The Lord knows
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| (He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| The Lord knows
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| (He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| I wonder if the Lord will forgive me or bury me a G
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| I couldn’t let my adversaries worry me
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| And every single day it’s a test, wear a bulletproof vest
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| And still a nigga stressin' over death
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| If I could choose when a nigga die, figure I’d
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| Take a puff on the blunt, and let my trigga fly
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| When everyday it’s another death, with every breath
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| It’s a constant threat, so watch yo' step!
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| You could be next if you want to, who do you run to?
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| Murderin' niggas, look what it’s come to
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| My memories bring me misery, and life is hard
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| In the ghetto, it’s insanity, I can’t breathe
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| Got me thinking, what do Hell got?
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| Cause I done suffered so much, I’m feelin' shell-shocked
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| And driveby’s an everyday thang
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| I done lost too many homies to this motherfuckin' game
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| And Lord knows
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| (Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| Lord knows
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| (He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| The Lord knows
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| (He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| The Lord knows
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| (He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| One-time! |
| One-time!
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| Fuck the 5−0 cause they after me
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| Kill me if they could, I’ll never let 'em capture me
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| Done lost too many niggas to this gangbangin'
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| Homies died in my arms, with his brains hangin', fucked up!
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| I had to tell him it was alright, and that’s a lie
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| And he knew it when he shook and died, my God
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| Even though I know I’m wrong man
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| Hennesey make a nigga think he strong, man (heh heh)
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| I can’t sleep, so I stay up, don’t wanna fuck them bitches
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| Try to calm me down, I ain’t givin' up
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| I’m gettin' lost in the weed, man, gettin' high
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| Livin' every day, like I’m gon' die (gon' die, gon' die)
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| I smoke a blunt to take the pain out
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| And if I wasn’t high, I’d probably try to blow my brains out
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| Lord knows
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| (Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| Lord knows!
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| (He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| Lord knows. |
| Jesus.
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| (He knows! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| (He is listening! Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| (Lord knows. Lord knows. he he. he. he. heeee…)
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| (Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| (Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| (Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!)
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| (Lord knows, Lord knows, Lord knows!) |