Текст песни Dear Lord

Dear Lord, please forgive me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
point out my enemy I put something in him.
Feeling like that's the only remedy.
Send him on his way, when I fuck around and stay (okay)
'Cause to You they wanna send me,
And I ain't got the energy, I let the clip in (okay)
I ain't gotta walk around town with my chest stuck out,
A frown up my face when the press come out.
Niggas know what it is one of the best, no doubt.
Doubt that, test him and the S is come up out.
Aggression niggas need without,
too aggressive niggas rest under leafs where the G's hang out.
I'm back stronger than ever.
D-boy, so it's like whatever, however, whenever.
I dare ya, poor bears, bear ya.
Pardon my positivity failure,
But they ain't try to hear ya,
When niggas are gonna hear your ass out,
Send you to the mort, turn you inside out,
Sing it to your momma 'till she pass out.
Too many partners in the casket now,
These foul bastards don't appreciate life so fuck 'em,
The P neena neena stay dumping.
Dear Lord, please forgive me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
point out my enemy I put something in him.
Feeling like that's the only remedy.
Send him on his way, when I fuck around and stay (okay)
'Cause to You they wanna send me,
And I ain't got the energy, I let the clip in (okay)
Now Trice ain't all about running his mouth,
He do that for a living,
Y'all gotta feel him,
In the streets he mute my nigga, ???
Don't confuse this with ???
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Put you people in the ??? when the ??? starts spitting.
I'm living, nigga I'm kicking him,
Take him from his paradise, Trice on his way to prison.
Picture him leaving his children,
Peel him, pilgrimage to another region.
Them XTC pills got niggas demons.
When the weapons spill, the same niggas bleeding.
'Fore I leave this world they gon' believe him,
O. ain't deceiving these people, just feeding 'em.
The hood's what he's breathing,
It's all good, leave him in the box of wood.
Dear Lord, please forgive me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
point out my enemy I put something in him.
Feeling like that's the only remedy.
Send him on his way, when I fuck around and stay (okay)
'Cause to You they wanna send me,
And I ain't got the energy, I let the clip in (okay)
Trice is nice with aim,
Put a nigga in a permanent frame,
When a nigga's so determined to bang,
'Cuz a nigga's switching lanes in that European thang.
Don't be mad at ya boy, boy,
Handel business, 'cuz he pushed the toy-toy.
Nigga's envious, crunch 'em up, Jehova witnesses,
When the semi starts spitting, listen.
Dear Lord, please forgive me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
point out my enemy I put something in him.
Feeling like that's the only remedy.
Send him on his way, when I fuck around and stay (okay)
'Cause to You they wanna send me,
And I ain't got the energy, I let the clip in (okay)
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Dear Lord, please forgive me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
point out my enemy I put something in him.