Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Work

Father, me

I'm staring at this Bible as I glancing
Dear Lord, I got questions and I need
Tryna understand vision, all I see is damage
Just a bunch of dead bodies in the camping
A bunch of lost souls on feet standing
We supposed to be children, I thought we family
supposed to be my Father, bruh, I need answers
We need to die young, we just need chances
Tired of living on the edge so we keep
Tryna talk to these but they keep dancing
We just wanna be number one Steve Francis
Bow our heads, say a prayer, now the seed's
Everywhere I turn, I'm seeing vanish
Lot of good niggas gone, I understand it
Lot of lost and they seem stranded
I ain't disrespect you, I just need 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 if I knew the way
And bring every good nigga you choose to take
They say you never wrong, but you made a few mistakes
'Cause you taking the niggas, maybe you should trade
Trade us back all the real ones, the fakes
I think you should
Give us 2Pac back, and take that nigga (Ooh!)
Let the legend resurrect and he gon' live for (Ooh!)
I been screaming "Thug life "in every different hood (Thug life, life)
If only you could bring him back, Lord I you would
Give us Biggie, give us Pun, give us X
Take nigga Trump with you, that's a bigger threat
There's too much power for a coward no intellect
a bigot with a collar, there's a disconnect
Niggas dying, Mama crying, need a tissue
Niggas up a church, now I need a pistol
All them still livin', you don't see the issue
But how you Selena and then you take Aaliyah with you?
I ain't tryna disrespect, just to meet up with you (Lord)
I ain't tryna overstep, want to reason with you (Lord)
Give us back our loved ones and take the with you (Lord)
Send them suckers straight to hell, don't need a vigil (Woo!)
I you to give us back Martin Luther, take Martin Shkreli (Take!)
us back Malcolm, take R. Kelly
R.I.P. Lil Snupe, that boy his life back
Take Eric Holder, give us Wright back
I'm sending you message, Lord, I hope you hit me right back
say I'm on the wrong train, I know I'm on the right track (Yeah)
'Cause Trayvon gone, and all he did was tryna fight
Zimmerman walk around free, we don't like that (We like that)
Why you take our mothers us?
Our and our sisters and our cousins from us?
Got these getting murdered while they double dutchin'
Wonder why the fuck you take Nipsey from us?
Damn, you took a true king, a true from us
This a marathon, but they runnin' from us
Now everybody got guns, up to something
And gangsta wanna prove that they tough or something
You it's not fair, tell the truth, I've been in my feelings too
But if you took Emmett Till, at least take Roof
At least take James Holmes, I ain't even mad at
Just bring back Whitney, and give us Michael back
Feds want me in the slammer,

Ain't no justice for Sandra Bland, we up like the fan
Lord, if you listenin', I'm just lookin' for a to hand
Take out the fuck niggas and give us back our fam
Drownin' in my tears, pray for something (Woo!)
Wonder why you us life for you to take it from us (Woo!)
Wonder why you give us family then them from us (Woo!)
Maybe hopefully you can have a with us (Yeah)
Maybe I'm just probably tripping I need a hug (I need a hug)
The hood can't jobs, now we need a plug (We need a plug)
and their 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
Watchin' niggas follow trends like Simon (Yeah)
I pray you us back the real ones and try again
Or maybe take them niggas that to die instead
Tomi Lahren run her and then she get defensive
Laura laughin' at death and disrespectin'
I really feel like you should teach them stupid hoes a
Either that or give us back somebody who deserve the
I left out a bunch of names that I to mention
Cost too much to pay attention, then it got
Father forgive me, for I not what I do
And now I'm reachin' out to you, hopin' you me and return the message
I know that you got our back and that you're not us
Or maybe you just love us so you doin' shit to us
I just kinda thought that you do more to protect us
They say that the good die and I ain't on the guest list
I've been drinkin', Lord forgive me, it's my blood
I don't know what I'm thinking, I'm frustrated
I don't mean to question you, I'm confused
I don't know what else to do, I've been patient and it waiting
Took my mans from me, forever hurts
But puttin' the on you, that'd never work
I know this ain't your fault, it's the work
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