Pastor Troy - Oh Father - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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I was that cool motherfucker But living in the world of these cruel motherfuckers Society done made me a fool motherfucker And sixteen shots leaving the pussies taking cover Huh I'm sorry mother motherfuckers just ain't like me The fucking grave by twenty one is so likely A million letters from the pen niggas writing me Fuck the system the DEA sellin all the damn yay So I pray that them fuckers die And when they leave let them pussy motherfuckers fry And make they families eternally have to cry and Crucify me and label me the n ride I testify I'm ready Oh father come and take me I surrender I'm ready {repeat 4X} Statistics said I wouldn't live to see the grey in my head It's too much drama in the street too much heat and she said Wanted by feds red said they wanted us in our tomb So I keep my eyes red and I stay in my room I'm prayin soon that my income cause income is halted If you got then I got it but anyone can talk it Now thought it was simply me but it's universal Cause the shit's the real deal tryin to feel the commercial America you tell me where is the freedom and liberty This place ain't meant for me so I got a quarter key And move it like ryder trucks Them crackers already stuck A path for my niggas because my niggas ain't give a fuck Bout nothin they had to say we always gon' move the yay Yo' game but we could play and Lucifer best to pray That I do not do what I just planned to do yesterday I swear to God in Georgia Oh father come and take me I surrender I'm ready {repeat 4X} This is for my folks in Cuba This is for my folks in Jamaica This is for my folks in Africa, we ready Them crackers had me fucked up I scooped a job for a min But couldn't deal with the pay I quit that shit in a day Back on the grind servin my yay nothing to say But I tried I'm told it's a better way but who gon' pull me aside? They in they ride disappointed because I had bad luck I ain't never want to sell this shit my nigga I'm stuck My people roll they window up and then they hit and they locked Its fucked up but thats the way it is down here on the block Maan everyone servin some rocks if not some rocks some weed Everybody's trapped high I can't afford the heat its kinda neat How they just creep and kick the door off the hinge And when theses motherfuckers leave they taking all of my friend No way to win cause we are in for the ride of our lives I was writin' this shit I had to wipe my eye Cause this is chaos they after us we'll never succeed Cause we some ignorant ass niggas but all we need is to see I guarantee If we stop competin' get our children off these fuckin street And get them to readin', now I'm just speakin', shit who am I to tell anyone I'm telling ya, it ain't nothin' new up under the sun You got your gun well fuck ya gun If you goin run when they chase ya Why don't you do some of that crazy shit and threaten them basers Now or later we going to have to stand up and fight We pay the taxes in this bitch nigga use your rights And I know I ain't right but I'll be damned if I'm wrong They say two wrongs don't make a right But damn its making me strong and when I'm gone I hope this song rang in your heart My nigga ain't no better time then right now to start Oh father come and take me I surrender I'm ready {echoes} {repeat 4X}
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