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Tiddle-dee-dum,
Lord, won't You come?
Tiddle-dee-dum,
Help Lord, You come?

I can't call it but I know I got
'Cause my mama was broke and I was hearted
I can take and tears for years
But the tears of my yo, they get me right here

So I broke out in a step, no deally, no dally
I walked, I crept, I slept on a that I'd make it all good
A preacher if you could
A hustler from the hood

Mama, don't you cry, don't you cry no
Ya baby boy's blowin' up and goin' to war
My mind is playin' and my dad is too
High street boys, it's on, fools

Gonna make my and my moves I make
You not get broke 'cause if you broke, you break
I don't that you can't see me
It's gonna the Lord to save you from me

Tiddle-dee-dum,
Help Lord, won't You
Tiddle-dee-dum,
Help Lord, You come?

Tiddle-dee-dum,
Help Lord, won't You
Tiddle-dee-dum,
Help Lord, won't You

I flipped the off, good, I let it rip
Bank boys in the fat grip, yeah
Rollin' 5 and on fools we creep
Half the town is down and you see me, really dough

next? A young fool on a flex
Tryin' to get a name, props or rep
I stepped to him let 'em know it's all good
out, now his crib is wood

Broke for the dough but now I see
It's blood on my my dog, yo, G?'
I hit the flo' but my heart stop
And now I see a of my son wit no pop

My on her knees
Lord, no please
And I feel and my health is cheatin'
It's gettin' but yet and still

I'm half dead, half life, real?
I can't breathe but now I'm startin' to
Off my own blood and not that indo
No joke, straight up, on a tip

I'm losin' my life, I'm my grip, I slip, s-s-slip deeper still
Lord, help Lord, I'm losin' my will
To live, low, stuck at the
From winter to to summer to autumn

Help Lord, the in the hood
The squares, the G's, it's all
Help 'cause in the hood we sprung
And we right here until you come

And bless the of the ghetto life
No love, no hope, no hope, no
Help Lord, Lord, help Lord, help Lord
You me callin' Lord?

Tiddle-dee-dum,
Help Lord, You come?
Tiddle-dee-dum,
Help Lord, You come?

Tiddle-dee-dum,
Help Lord, You come?
Tiddle-dee-dum,
Help Lord, won't You

Tiddle-dee-dum,
Help Lord, won't You
Tiddle-dee-dum,
Lord, won't You come?
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