Father, me
I'm staring at Bible as I keep glancing Dear Lord, I got questions and I answers understand your vision, all I see is damage Just a bunch of dead bodies in the street A bunch of lost souls on their standing We to be your children, I thought we family You're supposed to be my Father, bruh, I need We don't need to die young, we just chances Tired of living on the edge so we keep Tryna talk to these strippers but they keep We wanna be number one like Steve Francis Bow our heads, say a prayer, now the seed's Everywhere I turn, I'm seeing vanish Lot of good gone, I don't understand it Lot of families lost and they stranded I ain't tryna disrespect you, I just answers I know watching us from heaven thinking, "Who to save?" pickin' who should go next and who should stay I'd be on my way to heaven if I the way And bring back good nigga you choose to take They say you never wrong, but you done made a few 'Cause you taking the wrong niggas, maybe you trade Trade us back all the real ones, the fakes I you should trade Give us 2Pac back, and that nigga Suge (Ooh!) Let the legend resurrect and he live for good (Ooh!) I screaming "Thug life "in every different hood (Thug life, thug life) If only you could him back, Lord I wish you would us Biggie, give us Pun, give us triple X Take that nigga with you, that's a bigger threat There's too much power for a with no intellect That's a bigot a collar, there's a disconnect Niggas dying, Mama crying, need a tissue Niggas shootin' up a church, now I a pistol All them niggas livin', you don't see the issue But how you Selena and then you take Aaliyah with you? I ain't tryna disrespect, need to meet up with you (Lord) I ain't overstep, just want to reason with you (Lord) Give us our loved ones and take the evil with you (Lord) Send them suckers straight to hell, they don't need a (Woo!) I need you to give us back Martin Luther, take Shkreli (Take!) us back Malcolm, take R. Kelly R.I.P. Lil Snupe, give that boy his back Take Eric Holder, give us Wright back I'm you this message, Lord, I hope you hit me right back They say I'm on the train, I know I'm on the right track (Yeah) Trayvon gone, and all he did was tryna fight back Zimmerman walk free, we don't like that (We don't like that) Why you take our from us? Our fathers and our and our cousins from us? Got these children getting while they double dutchin' Wonder why the fuck you take Nipsey Hussle us? Damn, you took a true king, a true brother us This a fuckin' marathon, but runnin' from us Now everybody got guns, up to something And every gangsta wanna prove they tough or something You know it's not fair, tell the truth, been in my feelings too But if you took Emmett Till, at least Dylann Roof At least take James Holmes, I even mad at that bring back Whitney, and give us Michael Jackson back Feds want me in the slammer,
Ain't no justice for Sandra Bland, we up the ceiling fan Lord, if you listenin', I'm lookin' for a hand to hand Take out the niggas and give us back our fam again Drownin' in my tears, tryna for something (Woo!) Wonder why you give us life for you to it from us (Woo!) Wonder why you give us then erase them from us (Woo!) Maybe hopefully you can a conversation with us (Yeah) Maybe I'm just probably tripping 'cause I a hug (I need a hug) The hood can't jobs, now we need a plug (We need a plug) Everybody and mama tryna be a thug I don't go to church 'cause I'm of being judged I've been starin' at the as I lie in bed niggas follow trends like Simon Says (Yeah) I you give us back the real ones and try again Or take them niggas that deserve to die instead Lahren run her mouth and then she get defensive Laura Ingraham at death and disrespectin' I really feel you should teach them stupid hoes a lesson that or give us back somebody who deserve the blessings I out a bunch of names that I forgot to mention Cost too to pay attention, then it got expensive Father me, for I know not what I do And now I'm out to you, hopin' you hear me and return the message I know that you got our back and you're not against us Or maybe you just love us so you shit to test us I just kinda that you would do more to protect us They say that the good die young and I ain't on the list I've been drinkin', Lord forgive me, it's my blood I don't what I'm thinking, I'm just frustrated I don't to question you, I'm just confused I don't know what to do, I've been patient and it sucks waiting Took my mans from me, forever hurts But the blame on you, that'd never work I know this ain't fault, it's the devil's work work