Lyrics:
I'll take three steps forward
And two steps back
It seems I'm being held
By this burden I've kept
And I
Don't think I can lose it
I'll set my eyes
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
assured
Not giving your life to Jesus is a risk that can't be insured
Oh, one day the end would come!
Listen oh wise, see through my eyes of things
late my
Eyes start looking oriental
And this pen is so temperamental, it's mental
I get money but you still see me in a rental
Shaking the petrol pump
my dogs right or wrong fuck the case
Boy I be preaching that truth like Mase
Pulled up in All black in this bitch like blade
Time is money ain't got
sleep
It broke my heart cause you visit my daddy's grave
That's yearly since 09
His brother you do the same
Flowers on it
Clean tomb
My daddy cremated
Now
the Dallas Mavericks
Sayin' anything you want, you can have it
That's Harlem World, I get on my grizzly savage, see?
From the first day, we laid eyes
If we switched places where would you be uh
Lord by my side, know I can't live with greed nah
See how you step and I'm kissing my teeth why
All
leave a stain
What's the world of the money and the fame? Where to go when there's nothing left to gain
All I see is the dark and the grave All the fumes
Thought it'll be ugly
I guess I just lay in the
Grave that you dug me
Cause it burns my soul everytime
That you touch me
Why is it always have to be
Me
this cold ass world
Life unfolds, I unload to keep my sanity
I guess it's just the B-I T-C-H in me
Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
on my knees I nealt
Still tryin' to find a way to accept, it ain't a way that I can
Help nobody, 'til I save myself, technically I'm still a slave
over my shoulder, but I came out of that as I got older
Cause I realized, if it's written scriptures don't lie
That's why I'm thugging cause life is
tryna get dirt on niggas? Y'all think all my life is rap?
That's ho shit, I got a son to raise, but I can see you don't know nothin' 'bout that
Wakin' him
to the Armageddon, Lord
Know that I won't fly by that lesson
You taught me to pull out my Wesson you brought me
And I'm not stressing it softly
Get 'em up off me,
em as tools and slaves
Because my schools is graves and jobs is plantations
I robs the damn nation
So I can live in luxury, you fucks with me
cutter
(Bought that choppa)
You said you could never see
Me in love with another (I love my gun)
All this time is passing by (No cap)
But I still can't
worthy.
But Your Spirit hit me.
It gave me new direction.
I see the deeper things.
I called it depth perception.
Now Your presence is my treasure, never
killers.
[Verse 3: Ruc]
96 buildings of children, guns, and bad feelings
Q.B. see we rep by the Millions
each block, ten spots, a hundred different villians
of the broken dreams
single motha's yall my heroes,yall my queens
to get my moms out the hood,that's my hope an' dreams
to raise my son to be a soldier by any
I know you be talkin' fake love
Cause that's what you do
Most niggas is like a 20 with a Lincoln face
If we ain't eatin' together, you on my dinner
that shit made to spend
If you can't take it to the grave let it hit the wind
Back on my own now
They hate to see a nigga shine
The type to probably take
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