Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Void In My Life, artist - Chamillionaire. Date of issue: 31.12.2004
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Void In My Life |
| When I look back at my life |
| I realize-realize somethin ain’t right |
| I’m missin you Lord, in my life, make it right |
| I got somethin to decide |
| Just wanna make-wanna make everything right |
| Cause there’s a huge void |
| A huge void in my life, make it right |
| I’m starin up at the pulpit, soak it up while he spoke it |
| Mesmerized and repeated, like he the author that wrote it |
| The broads are the ones I love, just don’t wanna be the culprit |
| So waiting for death to approach this, take the time to say no sis |
| I don’t hate ya, for having these little seeds |
| At 17, best believe they’re a beautiful breeze |
| Of fresh air when their’s nothing else, I usually need |
| Just a smile look at em now, hoping you just believe |
| And my broad been in place forever, I’m gone but I’m chasing cheddar |
| Been gone could of kept it goin, with a poem or a basic letter |
| But naw I just hate to tell her, try hard but I didn’t let her |
| The groupies get at your boy, but you’re my Cinderella |
| Look girl we can make it better, but there’s a gift and a curse |
| While you healin a nigga feelings, your’s are usually hurt |
| It ain’t amount of cash on Earth, to match what you really worth |
| Know your turf has been the church, that’s where you put in work |
| And you put in overtime, because you notice I’m |
| In more danger that I’ve been lately, rap is mo' than rhymes |
| But you still hold me down, I’mma do way mo' this time |
| Got some time that I need to manage, girl you know that’s right |
| And that’s speaken like a true deacon, cause even to see you sleeping |
| That comfortabally ain’t enough for me, anything that you needing |
| I’ll cease anything that squeaks, and cease any sink that leaks |
| Ain’t nothing gon interrupt, your sleep deep into them sheets and peep |
| When I look back at my life |
| I realize-realize something ain’t right |
| I’m missing you Lord, in my life, make it right |
| I got something to decide |
| Just wanna make-wanna make everything right |
| Cause there’s a huge void |
| A huge void in my life, make it right |
| How your father call the police, have your mama put in the jail |
| When the arguments always started, and ended up in a cell |
| Hard to it was the thought of this, ring that you use to wear |
| As I darted out the apartment, and pawned it to get the bail |
| Argument after argument, drama wasn’t hitting well |
| Target it ain’t no harm in it, smart so I didn’t tell |
| God that it was the hardest, yeah life was a living hell |
| Spent part of it steady dodging it, charging off in the trails |
| Father say he a Muslim, your mama say she a Christian |
| The Bible or the Koran, which one would you be picking |
| The cards are in your palm, ain’t really no use in tripping |
| Be true to the one you choose, ain’t really no use in switching |
| Yeah they gon have to be mad at us, choice is something I had to trust |
| Standing up when I had enough, for my blessings not adding up |
| Take too many things for granted, right after that metal gedal bust |
| Somebody’s life is missing, that’s when the spirit grabbing us |
| When I look back at my life |
| I realize-realize something ain’t right |
| I’m missing you Lord, in my life, make it right |
| I got something to decide |
| Just wanna make-wanna make everything right |
| Cause there’s a huge void |
| A huge void in my life, make it right |
| A religion is what you missing, someone tell me how can it |
| Make people panic, mention God and all the weak people vanish |
| Take God your woman and your family, even your own life for granted |
| Until you slanted on the planet, with your face in the granite |
| And I won’t have it, I don’t want to see my culture divided |
| So I decided to remind it, there’s a choice and provide it |
| So put your ego to the side, soon as you standing beside it |
| Raise your right hand, and let the spirit know it’s invited |
| Don’t need to fight it, I just wanna make it right 'fore they bury me |
| Cause the truth is like therapy, plus my conscience is tearing me |
| Into pieces as deadly was dealt, was not even fair to me |
| To the soldiers that passed in the game, we missing you terribly |
| Thank my family especially, in my mind like telepathy |
| Staying humble’s the recipe, keep my faith and he blessing me |
| I use the energy left in me, to make sure they respecting me |
| Walk the steps of my destiny, like I know he protecting me |
| I’m a leader, believe the people won’t get to see less of me |
| No they won’t see the death of me, or no police arresting me |
| I live life so successfully, and just show em the best of me |
| On another level mentally, this position was meant for me |
| When I look back at my life |
| I realize-realize something ain’t right |
| I’m missing you Lord, in my life, make it right |
| I got something to decide |
| Just wanna make-wanna make everything right |
| Cause there’s a huge void |
| A huge void in my life, make it right |
| Chamillitary mayne! |