Rip to the legendary
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•17 Nov 2019
I'm staring at this Bible as I keep glancing Dear Lord, I got questions and I need answers Tryna understand your vision, all I see is damage Just a bunch of dead bodies in the street camping A bunch of lost souls on their feet standing We supposed to be your children, I thought we family You're supposed to be my Father, bruh, I need answers We don't need to die young, we just need chances Tired of living on the edge so we keep scrambling Tryna talk to these strippers but they keep dancing We just wanna be number one like Steve Francis Bow our heads, say a prayer, now the seed's planted Everywhere I turn, I'm seeing emcees vanish Lot of good niggas gone, I don't understand it Lot of families lost and they seem stranded I ain't tryna respect you I just need answer I know you're watching us from heaven thinking, "Who to save?" (boom) Cherry pickin' who should go next and who should stay I'd be on my way to heaven if I knew the way And bring back every good nigga you choose to take They say you never wrong, but you done made a few mistakes 'Cause you taking the wrong niggas, maybe you should trade Trade us back all the real ones, remove the fakes I think you should trade Give us 2Pac back, and take that nigga Suge (ooh!) Let the legend resurrect and he gon' live for good (ooh!) I been screaming, "Thug life "in every different hood (thug life, thug life)u If only you could bring him back, Lord I wish you would Give us Biggie, give us Pun, give us triple X (woo hoo) Take that nigga Trump with you, that's a bigger threat (woo hoo) There's too much power for a coward with no intellect (woo hoo) That's a bigot with a collar, there's a disconnect (woo hoo) Niggas dying, Mama crying, Grandma need a tissue Niggas shootin' up a church, now I need a pistol All them niggas still livin', you don't see the issue But how you take Selena and then you take Aaliyah with you? I ain't tryna disrespect, just need to meet up with you (Lord) I ain't tryna overstep, just want to reason with you (Lord) Give us back our loved ones and take the evil with you (Lord) Send them suckers straight to hell, they don't need a vigil (woo!) I'm sending you this message, Lord, I hope you hit me right back 'Cause Trayvon gone, and all he did was tryna fight back Zimmerman walk around free, we don't like that (we don't like that) Why you take our mothers from us? (woo hoo) Our fathers and our sisters and our cousins from us? (woo hoo) Damn, you took a true king, a true brother from us This a fuckin' marathon, but they runnin' from us Now everybody got guns, nigga's up to something And every gangsta wanna prove that they tough or something Lord, if you listenin', I'm just lookin' for a hand to hand Take out the fuck niggas and give us back our fam again Drownin' in my tears, tryna pray for something (woo) Wonder why you give us life for you to take it from us (woo) Wonder why you give us family then erase them from us (woo) Maybe hopefully you can have a conversation with us (yeah) Maybe I'm just probably tripping 'cause I need a hug (I need a hug) The hood can't find jobs, now we need a plug (we need a plug)
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I'm staring at this Bible as I keep glancing Dear Lord, I got questions and I need answers Tryna understand your vision, all I see is damage Just a bunch of dead bodies in the street camping A bunch of lost souls on their feet standing We supposed to be your children, I thought we family You're supposed to be my Father, bruh, I need answers We don't need to die young, we just need chances Tired of living on the edge so we keep scrambling Tryna talk to these strippers but they keep dancing We just wanna be number one like Steve Francis Bow our heads, say a prayer, now the seed's planted Everywhere I turn, I'm seeing emcees vanish Lot of good niggas gone, I don't understand it Lot of families lost and they seem stranded I ain't tryna respect you I just need answer I know you're watching us from heaven thinking, "Who to save?" (boom) Cherry pickin' who should go next and who should stay I'd be on my way to heaven if I knew the way And bring back every good nigga you choose to take They say you never wrong, but you done made a few mistakes 'Cause you taking the wrong niggas, maybe you should trade Trade us back all the real ones, remove the fakes I think you should trade Give us 2Pac back, and take that nigga Suge (ooh!) Let the legend resurrect and he gon' live for good (ooh!) I been screaming, "Thug life "in every different hood (thug life, thug life)u If only you could bring him back, Lord I wish you would Give us Biggie, give us Pun, give us triple X (woo hoo) Take that nigga Trump with you, that's a bigger threat (woo hoo) There's too much power for a coward with no intellect (woo hoo) That's a bigot with a collar, there's a disconnect (woo hoo) Niggas dying, Mama crying, Grandma need a tissue Niggas shootin' up a church, now I need a pistol All them niggas still livin', you don't see the issue But how you take Selena and then you take Aaliyah with you? I ain't tryna disrespect, just need to meet up with you (Lord) I ain't tryna overstep, just want to reason with you (Lord) Give us back our loved ones and take the evil with you (Lord) Send them suckers straight to hell, they don't need a vigil (woo!) I'm sending you this message, Lord, I hope you hit me right back 'Cause Trayvon gone, and all he did was tryna fight back Zimmerman walk around free, we don't like that (we don't like that) Why you take our mothers from us? (woo hoo) Our fathers and our sisters and our cousins from us? (woo hoo) Damn, you took a true king, a true brother from us This a fuckin' marathon, but they runnin' from us Now everybody got guns, nigga's up to something And every gangsta wanna prove that they tough or something Lord, if you listenin', I'm just lookin' for a hand to hand Take out the fuck niggas and give us back our fam again Drownin' in my tears, tryna pray for something (woo) Wonder why you give us life for you to take it from us (woo) Wonder why you give us family then erase them from us (woo) Maybe hopefully you can have a conversation with us (yeah) Maybe I'm just probably tripping 'cause I need a hug (I need a hug) The hood can't find jobs, now we need a plug (we need a plug) Everybody and their mama tryna be a thug I don't go to church 'cause I'm afraid of being judged I've been starin' at the ceiling as I lie in bed Watchin' niggas follow trends like Simon
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