Lord You Know

Now Lord you know, just hard I try
To live my life and live it right
'Til I see some light or even better
Way over way a new day, someday
It's the something about tomorrow
It gets better you know

With my muscle you be dazzled, but hustlin's a hassle
Percuset, Demorel, capsules and packets
Cops wanna cuff me, wanna clap you
Might bury you, they runnin' with that clap too

But the monster made it, do it for those incarcerated
Who had it confiscated
Hate it when they take powder, up state he take showers
Baby, mom on greyhound for eight hours

See her man face to face through a glass
On the phone ten years he got chasin' that cash
And he had the game in a smash
Fell like the towers when the planes went on crash

It wasn't 9/11, but it was 9 1 1
Gave him 9 plus 1, dropped a dime on dun
I told him get his nine and run
Turned himself in, I had to find that dumb, that's too long

Now Lord you know, just hard I try
To live my life and live it right
'Til I see some light or even better
Way over way a new day, someday
It's the something about tomorrow
It gets better you know

Eh yo, them niggas from the 3 2, said I can't breeze through
The forty if I cop bottles, we can't believe you
Me who? Please boo, landin' in that G2
Same color as beef stew, favin' that is GQ

That's me, true, peace blue, Hebrew
Lawyer on my side keep me out of jail to fee stoop
But it might lead to, that R2 D2, the mobsters creep through
We da new PE, shit PU

To da hood y'all don't need me, I need you
'Cause my mission's the same, you couldn't envision the pain
Always a snitch in the game, what you want prison or fame?
Neither one, dun, long as my digits are same

He lookin' frigid, diggin' make sure them digits get changed
(Why?)
'Cause I can't be in hell's cell, child of Mell' Mel
Cash and hell rells
Zeek doin' three, he even fell, hell, he

Comin' home own 7 and 12 cells
'Cause you musta known, I can't trust the phones
For the dough, you be like d'oh stuck at home

Now Lord you know, just hard I try
To live my life and live it right
'Til I see some light or even better
Way over way a new day, someday
It's the something about tomorrow
It gets better you know

Nowadays, dog, they raid up in the ballparks
Blaze 'em when they cross sharks
We raiders of da lost ark
I'm like a ballplayer, shake up and cross narcs

They get mad when I lay up in the Porsche Box
More props, R.I.P. my poor pops
Can't see his son shine like the Four Tops
My antennas will block the scanners
I got blammaz yo drop ya hammers

Lawyers to watch lawyers, cameras to watch cameras
To watch and to watch grammar,
And pajamas, I snuck out the watch Santa
Now look at killa, you gon' watch Santana