Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Cadillac On 22's, artist - David Banner. Album song Mississippi: The Album, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 19.05.2003
Record label: A Republic Records release;
Song language: English
Cadillac On 22's |
It’s gon be aight though |
This one’s for you, yeah |
Cadillac’s on 22s |
Pimp my voice and mack these beats |
Pray to the to the Lord for these Mississippi streets |
Cadillac’s on 22s |
I ain’t did nothing in my life but stayed true |
Pimp my voice and mack these beats |
Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets |
God I know that we pimp, God I know that we wrong |
God I know I should talk about more in all my songs |
I know these kids are listening, I know I’m here for a mission |
But it’s so hard to get em when 22″ rims are glistening |
I know these walls are talking, Lord I want to do right |
I tried to fight but these demons they come to me at night |
Like my Momma, my Daddy, my girl and all my boys |
I lost Michelle but I guess I still got Dwayne and Roy |
My cousin Sweets, Mama Lena and Jason |
Lord I’m praying for SWAC, my heart is steady pacing |
Keep him off them drugs, far away from thugs |
He’s still my hero but just a shell, man of what he was |
Yeah smoke and get a buzz, but God I hear you calling |
And shit wrong with balling, but my soul is just steady falling |
In to sex and the debt, into an Earthly jail |
God I’m stacking my mail but will I end up in hell |
Lord they hung Andre Jones |
Lord they hung Raynard Johnson |
Lord I want to fight back but I’m just so sick of bouncing |
Lord I’m sick of jumping, Lord please just tell me something |
My folks still dumping my music bumping but I feel nothing |
My heart is steady pumping, my heart is steady breaking |
Sometimes I feel like I’m faking, man I’m so sick of taking |
Maybe hell ain’t a place meant for us to burn |
Maybe Earth is hell and just a place for us to learn |
Bout your love, your will and grace |
Sometimes I wish I wasn’t born in the first place |
Maybe this first base, God knocked the ball up out the park |
So we can come home this world right here feeling so dark |
It’s feeling so cold, Lord I’m getting so old |
I don’t if I can take this world right here no more |
22 inch rims on the 'Lac |
I guess that was your footprint in the sand carrying us on your back |