(Master P) -Like 2Pac said, God can judge me -But I think only Jesus can help me
1 (Kane)
Six in the and I see the sunrise Wish I died in my sleep want to open my eyes To see world so fucked up for me And my family, worked so hard but can a decent salary, bills keep whooping a nigga ass Spent my check trying to dress with class I found myself having to smoke just to chill Both my parents got killed and I ain't cried All my niggas shot, peoples mama's smoking rock And who the hell can these fucked up cops like to overseaers and we like the slave bitches Offer to a nigga even though they got AIDS You in that pussy thatn you diving in the grave White man build the prison and the niggas come Like the motherfuckers out free barbeque Lock a up for life and say fuck you Most of ya'll ain't make it the 12th grade That's why you making minimum wage or slanging rocks for chump Alot of died for the right to vote We use white devils taking nigga land and missuse it On top of that I think my uncle on My boy Shaun took a slug in his back From another black now he in the coma trying to it back on come on My old think she pregnant I ain't got no cash for her She probably fucking another I wouldn't put it past her My mind got me like John Doe ass niggas trying to play me like a hoe And now I'm rolling round sucking on a steel Bout to pull the trigger end it cause I'm tired of bullshit Know what I'm saying grown men cry But the ghetto got me like a bitch I'm gone die on my knees
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Jesus tell me why this world so fucked up Allah, tell me why this so fucked up Black Jesus tell me why this world so up for me For me a
2 (Abel)
They say that I was dealt bad cards in this game of life But before I take my I'm gone leave with them stripes Sending dime of weed, toting nines til nose bleeds My so bad I had to pop one of those b's I had to strap my jimmy hat or catch double mint disease See the devil in a crack pipe at me I seen a nigga shaking lke he caught the holy ghost But he really scored a gram of for 80 bones I got them stones, if you take a hit you resist Now I'm crying, I think one of my brothers on shit Do you care if you live or die, really I don't But if there's hell below I we all gonna go
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3 (Master P)
Tell me is this heaven, is this I ain't LL, but all I is funeral bells The ghetto's to kill me, a born loser A hustler my uncle's a drug user I'm from the or should I say the 3rd Ward Where fools into killing and fiends walk androids Hooked up with the twins or should I say & Abel Trying to keep some in my pockets, some food on my table
4 (Silkk)
You know what P your Silkk was on the block like last night Niggaz doing from selling drugs to sell smoking that glass pipe I'm from a messed up city where niggas live long they out-live they kids Rest in peace to my they like split his wig Now who won't walk that last mile to they Imaging taking a deep (inhales) that was your last Just imaging your mom was prostituting mom was smoking Imagine your eyes don't close imagine your eyes don't I be like trying to keep the world and TRU There's too much drama in my hood, gotta stay
5 (Master P)
As I lay me down to Black Jesus if you real, me out this ghetto g its crazy its wicked I got niggaz on every block trying to get a meal, They killing murder Little kids in 3 girdles And life is like Pac Man Niggaz gumping up niggas but who gone be the man To his shoes, I mean lose his life Who think twice, dying in this ghetto life Cause in the House, politicians run the country But where I'm from in the ghetto's its drug money Ice cream Niggas banging red and blue everybody's Niggas bout it, little get rowdy But will I make it out ghetto, I doubt it
(Kane & talking)
I think the devil trying to get me to my soul He keep on walking me, he keep on talking with me I think the trying to get me to sell my soul He trying to temp me with the bitches and
Black Jesus black if you feel me Than save me and my people