damnlyrics.com

Don't Let Me Die

Dear God, bring our P.O.W.s home

An' bring our brothers on the lockdown home

Amen

Jeah, it's the nigga from the back blocked

On everybody laptop, sling cracked top

Hov, hit this nigga from da shower

Hold a note like da guy who said da British is comin'

My nigga, Kell, oh, yeah, da niggas is comin'

Get out ya good dishes or somethin', like it's Thanksgiving, niggas

Hov an' none other than da R

An' without further a due, like Freddy get ready, it's

Whatever happened, Lord? Don't pass me by

'Cause whenever I did wrong, it was Your name I cried

I heard You forgave over an' over again

But when I found out I love You, You became immune to my sins

Laid wide awake in da middle of my sleep

I see dead people an' sometimes it's me, Lord

I never wanted to be a thug father

I only wanted to be a son of a father

That's how it sounds inside

Worse than da war in Iraq, when it's me against I

I gave up da weed an' somehow I'm still high

Three years still seein' them three guys, Lord

Sometimes I don't know what You want from me

But I do know You know what I want from You

Give it to me, come on, take away this Hennessey

Take away me runnin' da streets, stop people from rapin' me

Take away all this jealously an' prejudicy

Lord, You said it was better place

I grew up around pimps, hustlers, hoes an' project gates

It's hard to believe in what I can't see

I got to get this money an' feed my family

Whatever it did to you, it guides my life

Dear Lord, don't let me die tonight

But if I shall before I wake, I shall, I say

It's been a good run from hoodlum to outin' da states

How could one who made so much foul mistakes

Still be allowed to have a smile on my face?

How whatever da case, I'm glad it wasn't murder

In a town you never heard of, from a nickel plated burner

Now my life straight like a perm

Tried to take da spot I earn

Muthafucka, better learn

It's Hov, it's the nigga from the back blocked

On everybody laptop, sling cracked top

Kell, hit this nigga from da shower

Hold a note like da guy who said da British is comin'

Hov, oh, yeah, da niggas is comin'

Get out ya good dishes or somethin', like it's Thanksgiving, niggas

Kell an' none other than da R

An' without further a due, like Freddy get ready, it's

Lord, hear me out, got a few more things to say

These demons be chasin' me like everyday

Nah, my life on crutches, never say I'll never walk again

But da Devil is a lie 'cause I believe within'

That You're da reason that I'm still here

Even though I don't act like it

Even though I hear my callin' an' fight it

Fools do me so wrong, it's hard to stay righteous

Pimpin' was allowed to happen, I'd hide it

Believe me, Lord, I want You

Got money an' fame but still it just won't do

Sometimes I don't like who I am

When I look in da mirror, my reflection is Uncle Sam

An' every night I have these weird dreams

That a preacher trapped inside of me wake up an' can't breathe

I feel like it's twenty of me

Goin' twenty different directions on a one way street, Lord

I got houses, money an' cars

An' met every single superstar

I got da whole music industry sold

But it still don't matter, when I'm gone an' my casket closed

Whatever it did to you, it guides my life

Dear Lord, don't let me die tonight

But if I shall before I wake, I'd accept my fate

I did what I did, my heart was in da right place

I guess, so I can live it, put food on my plate

You must still love me not to let it in by three that day

Well whatever da case, I'm glad it wasn't murder

In a town you never heard of, from a nickel plated burner

I guess I'm not finished wit my journey

Please forgive me for my sins

Shit, I'm still tryna learn me

It's Hov, it's the nigga from the back blocked

On everybody laptop, sling cracked top

Kell, hit this nigga from da shower

Hold a note like da guy who said da British is comin'

Hov, oh, yeah, da niggas is comin'

Get out ya good dishes or somethin', like it's Thanksgiving, niggas

Kell an' none other than da R

An' without further a due, like Freddy get ready, it's

Many men have come an' gone in these streets

Walked alone in these streets, waitin' to hear from You

Oh, Lord, wrap your arms around da hood

Lift every peace from war, bring our soldiers home, let us pray

Enjoy the lyrics !!!