Z-Ro - My Sermon
Fecha de Publicación: Hace 9 años
Artísta: Z-Ro
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Letra 'My Sermon'
[Z-Ro]
24 up in this game, and I don t own a damn thang
Just a bunch of bags receiving blows, trying to maintain
Dealing with insanity, probably dumping demanding me
Started out at a slow pace, now I m losing it rapidly
Trying to keep my faith in God, but my spirit is scarred
I wanna do it but if I do it, I won t wake up to the Lord
I m living hard, ain t nobody giving me no handouts
Since I m one deep I get all the attention, therefor I stand out
Now everybody know, I don t socialize keeping
To myself, cause partnas might be bad to my health
Coming around, when I got a few ends when a nigga broke
They chunk the deuce, that s what they grooving
Mr. Z-Ro staying home alone, kicking it with my plastic or chrome
Until I find peace, I continue to roam
I just wanna be left alone, let me make it fore I snap this is my sermon
I m a preacher, bitch this is deeper than rap
[Hook: Jennifer Taylor]
Sinning tripping, on this ghetto life
No one understands the life of the fast
Ain t no sense in, trying to close my eyes
Cause out this ghetto, I know that I must rise
[Z-Ro]
Let me clear throat, so I can tell you about this life of sin
I hope that you can cope, we killing eachother to make some divid-ends
I don t wanna sound crazy, but I ll make you push up daisies
You better give it up give it up, give it to me
Let me clear throat, even though I don t want to I m hustling all night long
I had to learn the ropes, I got nickels and dimes
And 20 s and halves, and even whole zones
I won t sell to no undercover, I m gonna let my mack 10 stutter
You better give it up give it up, I gotta stay free
[Hook: Jennifer Taylor]
[Z-Ro]
I done lost all of my old school fools, to the bullet
Trigga happy motherfuckers, catch a beatdown grip the trigger and pull it
Staying high, elevated above the stress
Hoping God blessed a familiar face, might slug my vest
And ever since the days, of a little child
Sported a frown, like it was going out of style
Adolescence to juvenile, to a grown man
Innocent Christian, till I woke up with the blood on my on hand
God please forgive me for sinning, I m on a mission
Gotta do something about it, fuck bitching with a vivid vision of prison
I m paranoid, walking through the graveyard
On my knees screaming, release me from the demon
Mighty savior, the pain is major I ve been hurting so long
I d rather be wet when I m depressed, cause I don t even know what s wrong
I just wanna be left alone, let me make it fore I snap this is my sermon
I m a preacher, bitch it s deeper than rap
[Hook: Jennifer Taylor - 2x]
(Jennifer Taylor)
Sinning tripping, sinning tripping
Z-Ro, Z-Ro - 2x
Sinning tripping, sinning tripping
Yeeeeeah
Cause out this ghetto, I know that I must rise
No one understands the life of the fast
Z-Ro, Z-Ro, Z-Ro