End of Chapter One (Outro)
They want you dead before you rise
I swear that shit is crazy
I got protection from the psychic lady
Keep these crystals baby
Meditate
Don't ever lose your faith
But how the fuck do I believe in God who never showed his face to me
Mixin' percocet with the liquor
Killin' my liver
Compensation for the pain of a nigga losin' his sister
I don't tell these niggas to follow me
Ain't never walked no streets of gold
I've done some things I didn't mean
Livin' through my fuckin' dreams
You hear my cry
It broke my mother's heart when I revealed I had this urge to die
You wonder why
Look at this environment
Pollution, prostitution
Get murdered for lookin' crooked
Never been a sheep
Tried to surpress it
That I was wolfin'
Sick of the violence, sick of the sirens
Don't you ask me for no fuckin' silence
Niggas out here dyin' over bullshit
Full clip, overkill
How you smilin' knowin' that you killed your brother
The same blood and the same struggle
Fuck this culture
You alien cuz you will blend just to get a seat
So faggot say your grace
Bite your steak and let your Jesus weep
I'm the exorcist for fuckin' creeps
No mercy if you niggas sleep
Tried to wake them up
But Little Bo didn't wanna give a peep
Peek into these eyes
See the soul, check these niggas aura
Without the men who gone save our daughters
I'm goin' deeper cuz I'm angry
But strangely I want a baby
From a woman full of demons
Still prayin' that she can save me
Yeah we Kings and Queens
What we wanna be, what we need to be
But niggas still blinded by material
Ignore the metaphysical
Spiritual
Takin' what they give to you
Our women got the flow of God
The key to life inside of you
I'm through
I swear that shit is crazy
I got protection from the psychic lady
Keep these crystals baby
Meditate
Don't ever lose your faith
But how the fuck do I believe in God who never showed his face to me
Mixin' percocet with the liquor
Killin' my liver
Compensation for the pain of a nigga losin' his sister
I don't tell these niggas to follow me
Ain't never walked no streets of gold
I've done some things I didn't mean
Livin' through my fuckin' dreams
You hear my cry
It broke my mother's heart when I revealed I had this urge to die
You wonder why
Look at this environment
Pollution, prostitution
Get murdered for lookin' crooked
Never been a sheep
Tried to surpress it
That I was wolfin'
Sick of the violence, sick of the sirens
Don't you ask me for no fuckin' silence
Niggas out here dyin' over bullshit
Full clip, overkill
How you smilin' knowin' that you killed your brother
The same blood and the same struggle
Fuck this culture
You alien cuz you will blend just to get a seat
So faggot say your grace
Bite your steak and let your Jesus weep
I'm the exorcist for fuckin' creeps
No mercy if you niggas sleep
Tried to wake them up
But Little Bo didn't wanna give a peep
Peek into these eyes
See the soul, check these niggas aura
Without the men who gone save our daughters
I'm goin' deeper cuz I'm angry
But strangely I want a baby
From a woman full of demons
Still prayin' that she can save me
Yeah we Kings and Queens
What we wanna be, what we need to be
But niggas still blinded by material
Ignore the metaphysical
Spiritual
Takin' what they give to you
Our women got the flow of God
The key to life inside of you
I'm through
Credits
Writer(s): Keenan Bell
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