Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Forgive Them Father, artist - Dj Kay Slay. Album song Hip Hop Frontline, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 24.01.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: EMPIRE, StreetSweepers
Song language: English
Forgive Them Father |
Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do |
Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do |
Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do |
Kay Slay, they don’t know |
Maino |
Yeah, Father forgive 'em, please |
They not knowin' what they dealin' with |
Niggas don’t know 'til I show up at they doorstep |
Niggas don’t think 'til they layin' on a deathbed |
Bones broke, body bruised, holes in the forehead |
I forgive 'em 'cause I know these dudes all talk |
'Til I run up on 'em, put the barrel to his mohawk |
Then he want God, oh Lord, Allah |
Watch the boy go from Christian to Muslim in the yard |
Not knowin' what they doin', these niggas not thinkers |
They all G’d up 'til they faced with the Reaper |
Get they soul repoed, get your spirit tooken back |
End up in a grave then ask for a second chance |
Talk slick and don’t live it, that’s the new shit |
These boys ain’t hard, not smart, they stupid |
Brainless, they don’t see the water too deep for 'em |
'Stead of pushin' niggas off the roof, I think for 'em |
Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do (Hey) |
Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do (Please) |
Lord, forgive 'em, they know not what they do (Fuck that) |
So my niggas’ll throw shots at they crew (Get 'em) |
Broad day, ten minutes after 2 |
All day I could send niggas after you (For real, though) |
On good days I’m in the Benz just passin' through (You see me) |
And watch friends, they be the same ones to blast at you (Crazy) |
Damn, how the fuck you justify that? |
(I don’t know) |
I’m drivin' birds up, I wish they could fly back (They ain’t got no wings) |
I got my nerve up, it’s risky to drive back (Right) |
The word is every whip that I drive black (Right) |
Besides that, I gotta watch for authority (Damn) |
And bitch niggas need to join a sorority (A Kappa) |
We all know that New York is divided |
I’m just glad a few of us ain’t collided (So what?) |
But fuck that, I’ll give it to you niggas (Oh) |
I got a bag to drop a whole grip on you niggas |
Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do (Hey) |
Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do (Please) |
All my dawgs know things I done went through |
That’s why I keep the mask on, you can’t see through |
This’ll come with the terrority |
Video, radio, now these labels comin' for me |
I got no time, worry 'bout niggas out there tryna stop mine |
I’ma stay focused, handle that biz |
Plans up, man up, you know what it is |
Father forgive but Ghost don’t |
Another nigga’ll let you live, but Ghost won’t |
I keep my hand on the gun grip, mouth on the blunt tip |
Eyes on the prize that multiply to hundreds (I see it) |
I’m in the slums where it’s reckless (I'm in the slums) |
Get killed for nothin' or get killed for a necklace (Get killed) |
Murders, hustlers, little niggas set trip (Set trip) |
Don’t be the next meal that’s ate by breakfast (Don't be the meal) |
See, a true crook give you a new look (Give him a new look) |
Razor give a facial then cut your throat and send you to Jesús (Send him off) |
Our Father, D-Block, hardest niggas, why would y’all bother? |
I’m a gangster (Gangster), and what are you? |
(What are you?) |
I put a gun in your face, now ask me, «What it do?» |
(What it do?) |
I blow your fuckin' mustache off |
You talk with your tongue and I’ll cut that off |
Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do (They don’t know what they |
do, hey) |
Forgive them, Father, for they know not what they do (And they’re waiting on me |
to fall, oh no) |
Please Father |