Lyrics:
Hmm, let me go
To see my family
Please Father let me go
As my mother sleeps
Ooh (life)
I don't know about James Bond but 'round here nobody
Born in the heat of the desert
My mother died givin' me life
Deprived of the love of a father
Blamed for the loss of his wife
You know Lord I
Well I live in the city but don't fit in you know it's a pity the shape I'm in
But I got no home and I got no choice oh Lord have mercy on a country boy
the time was comin' soon
With so much left to say I prayed, Lord, I ain't finished
Just give us five more minutes
Time rolls by, the clock don't stop
I
soon
I pray the lord my soul to save
Oh I'll be a good boy, I'm trying so hard to behave
Because there's one thing I know, I'd like to live
Long
(I don't think I can find a way to make it on this earth)
What's up family, yeah it's yo cousin Carl man, just given' you a call man
I know you
I don't make music for niggas who don't get pussy
So those are the ones I count on to diss me or overlook me
Lord knows, Lord knows, I'm heavy, I
to love and I never knew my papi
Back in the days of Bobby McFerrin
Used to sing don't worry, be happy
Lord how can I be happy
When I don't even know my
pray the Lord my soul to save
Yes I'll be a good boy, I'm trying so hard to behave
Because there's one thing I know, I'd like to live
Long enough
down by Frairs
Point
I got a pretty little thing, she's livin' down on
Friars Fairs town
Now you know the reason I carry that 32-20, man, I
Don't
Is ten o'clock in the morning,
To early to drink beer?
I don't know, and I don't care.
When a girl walks by in a two piece,
Is it impolite to stare?
don't you
Don't you, don't you, don't you, don't you
Don't you, don't you, don't you, don't you
Don't you, don't you, don't you, don't you
(Know) I
Everyday they pass me by
I can see it in their eyes
Empty people filled with care
Headed who knows where
On they go through private pain
Living fear
I don't make music for niggas who don't get pussy
So those are the ones I count on to diss me or overlook me
Lord knows, Lord knows, I'm heavy, I
I heard from a friend you'd been messing around
With a cute little thing I'd been dating uptown
Well I don't know if I like that idea much
Well you'd
Sometimes I wish to God
I didn't know now
The things I didn't know then
Road you gotta take me home
I drive by the homeless sleeping on
A cold dark
to me
I don't need, especially in this world overwhelmed with greed
See we cut from a different tree
Why'all niggaz hope and I wish a nigga would fuck
Words by Bob Hartman
Well I don't care what some may say
Gonna stand up for the Lord today
Well I don't care if they all know
Gonna let the Lord's
of a gun crime?
I don't know the answer that's why I brung mine
Riding by myself late at night
Pistol on my lap at every single red light
I made my bed right
there's got to be a better way
See, I don't know if I want to live my life like this for each and every day
But now I found that I've got to say
Even
and guillotines
Taking lives denied
Starch and parchment laid the laws
When bishops took the ride
Only to deceive
Oh I know I
Lived this life afore
But you know by that, I got these old walkin' blues
Lord I feel like blowin my old lonesome horn
Got up this mornin', my little Bernice was gone,
to the same fight
They got us suspecting a war
But the real war is to follow the law of the Lord
Lord, you left me stranded and I don't know why
Told me
to keep
And if I die before I wake
I pray the Lord my soul to take
(Uh)
Did I live my life as a killer, did I grow up with the thugs?
See I coulda
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