Damn...another funeral, another mothafuckin' funeral





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Lord Knows

Lord Knows

Lord Knows



I smoke a bunt ta take tha pain out

and if I wasn't high, probably try and blow my brains out

i'm hopeless

they shoulda tried to kill me as a baby

but, now they got me trapped in tha storm, i'm goin crazy

forgive me

they wanna see me in my casket

and if I don't blast i'll be a victim of tha bastards

i'm loosing hope, they got me stressen, can tha Lord forgive me

got tha spirit of a thug in me

another sip of that drink, this hennesee got me queaze

don't wanna hurl, young nigga take it easy

picture your dreams on a triple beam

and it seems

don't underestimate tha power of a feind

to tha homies on tha block

slangin' rocks with ya glocks put this tape in your box

when your runnin' from tha cops

and never look back

if they could be black

then they would switch

open fire on those busta-ass bitches

and Lord Knows...







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Lord Knows

Lord Knows

Lord Knows



I wonder if tha Lord will forgive me

or bury me a 'G'

I couldn't let my adversaries worry me

and every single day it's a test

wear a bullet-proof vest

and still a nigga stressin over death

If I could choose when a nigga die

figure I, take a puff on tha blunt

and let my trigga fly

when everyday is another death

with every breath, it's a constant threat

so watch your step

you could be next if ya want to

who do ya run to?

murderin niggas, look what it's come to

my memories bring me misory

and life is hard in tha ghetto, it's insanity

I can't breath got me thinkin', what do hell go