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David Banner - Текст песни Cadillac On 22's
[Intro]
 Thank You Lord
 It's gon' be aight though (ohh)
 This one's for you, yeah!
 Cadillacs on 22s...22s...22s...
 Pimp my voice and mack these beats...
 Pray to the Lord...
 Mississippi...
 [Chorus - repeat 2x]
 Cadillacs on 22s
 I ain't did nothin' in my life but stay true
 Pimp my voice and mack these beats and
 Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey!
 [Verse]
 God I know that we pimp
 God I know that we wrong
 God I know I should talk about you mo' in all my songs
 I know these kids are listening
 I know I'm here for a mission
 But it's so hard to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten
 I know these balls are talking
 Lord I wanna do right
 I tried to fight but these demons they come TO me at night
 Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my boys
 I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got Dwayne and whinnin Roy
 My couzin Sweets, momma Lita and Jason
 Lord I'm praying for swacking my heart is still impatient
 Keep 'em off them drugs, far away from thugs
 He's still my hero but just a shell man of what he wasDavid Banner - Cadillac On 22's - http://ru.motolyrics.com/david-banner/cadillac-on-22s-lyrics.html
 Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I hear Ya calling
 And shit wrong wit balling
 But my soul is just stelly [steadily] falling
 And the sex and the dead, and the other jail
 God I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in Hell?
[Chorus]
 [Verse]
 Lord they hung Andre Jones
 Lord they hung Reynold Johnson
 Lord I wanna fight back but I'm just so sick of bouncing
 Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord please just tell me something
 My folks still dumping my music, bumping but I feel nothing
 My heart is stelly pumping
 My heart is stelly breaking
 Sometimes I feel like I'm faking, man
 I'm so sick of taking
 Maybe hell ain't a place meant for us to burn
 Maybe Earth is telling just a place for us to learn
 Bout Yo love, Yo will and grace
 Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first place
 Maybe this first base, God knocked the ball up out the park
 So we can come home this world right here is feeling so dark
 Feeling so cold, Lord I'm gettin' so old
 I dunno if I can take this world right here no more
 22 inch rims on the 'Lac
 I guess that was Yo footprint in the sand carrying us on Yo back
[Chorus] (2x)

















