[Intro : Talking] I'm not saying I'm Jesus, but I'm saying we go through that of things every day We don't part the Red Sea, but we walk through the 'hood without getting shot ,you know what I mean ? We don't turn water to wine, but we turn motherfucking dope dope fiends and dope heads into profitable productive
1:] I hate to say it but most of my niggas in or jail They me it's tough to believe in a God when you living in hell The guns gets loaded and bodies get in this shit everyday Your mama's a her only position's continue to pray babies all in the hood and junkies all over the jets When niggas would on their uncle it's just to come up on a check My young nigga me told me he tryna move out the ghetto Cause he might out the door and the police can shot him whenever I'm raised in a city if is a problem you don't call the cops Nigga this shit is so real in the field we play with the Glocks Our father which art in will be in the clip, I pray that you send me a blessing My message to young'ns is pick up a book and put down the heat Murders on top of the murders, another one in sheets Another memorial, candles and teddy all in the streets Another lil nigga who face on a as he resting in peace Just cause you your life away that do not mean that you gangsta I don't consider that real when they go the banger Niggas who really 'bout violence they only move in Niggas react on emotions just me the lack of knowledge Just being our minds from seeing the world we holding it hostage Go and get some money and put momma up into a crib nigga hated on whoever made it that's real nigga Pray for my mind and pray for my soul and cover my Lord, they I'm part of the illuminati Only of this fucking Bugatii niggas with me will shot up your party So many blessings but I be stressing I just want so from this bitch that I'm texting Is it too much that I ask that's why my career slow My niggas want to see me grow Fuck it you got to understand Get it popping just a frying pan Sick of I need a diet plan Seven on my new advance knows screaming fuck them all They pop up I am not involved The devil hit me but I missed the Ain't no humble I'm warning y'all Tell niggas ain't no love lost Building mines like a real boss Hood til my expiration follow me to my destination
[Outro: 2Pac I'm not saying I'm Jesus, but I'm saying we go through that type of things day We don't part the Red Sea, but we walk through the 'hood without without getting shot you know I mean? We don't turn water to wine, but we turn motherfucking dope dope fiends and dope heads into citizens HOOD