MotorCityProdigy - Dear Lord Lyrics

Yeah
Lord I know ya listening
What's going on, This world so cold
Could it be that I'm not seeing clearly
Cuz how things got this way oh i don't know
But i know i gotta get it
Road so long, been done so wrong can't lie
So if kill em Lord forgive me
But I guess that's just the way these things go
Lord I know ya listening
What's going on, This world so cold
Could it be that I'm not seeing clearly
Cuz how things got this way oh i don't know
But i know i gotta get it
Road so long, been done so wrong can't lie
So if kill em Lord forgive me
But I guess that's just the way these things go
Graveyard shift
Lot of time to reminisce bout that and this
But I got kids and shit
I gotta stack for them
Every night some kind of accident
Tragic shit
Nobody asked for this
Or could be from the past and karma's catching em
You catch my drift
Searching for the best we on the map and shit
DETROIT
You could visit but better know how to act and shit
If you reach they react to it
Active with automatics
Straight savages on some rampant shit
Grab it and get to clapping it
When I say clapping it ain't about happiness
More like screaming and pleading and agony
Bleeding sporadically, Breathing erratically
Thinking to yourself is this what it had to be
Sinking in ya cell, something so sad to see
Thinking we in Hell, demons attacking me
Going along for the ride and you fell off
And now you just pray like somebody come back for me
DAMN
That shit is frustrating but I
By and by know i can make it
Just gotta try
Can't be complacent, got no patience
Man i gotta fly
Yall can play those odds
Me, I'm good
I go pray to God
Lord I know ya listening
What's going on, This world so cold
Could it be that I'm not seeing clearly
Cuz how things got this way oh i don't know
But i know i gotta get it
Road so long, been done so wrong can't lie
So if kill em Lord forgive me
But I guess that's just the way these things go
Lord I know ya listening
What's going on, This world so cold
Could it be that I'm not seeing clearly
Cuz how things got this way oh i don't know
But i know i gotta get it
Road so long, been done so wrong can't lie
So if kill em Lord forgive me
But I guess that's just the way these things go
Listen
Its bout a quarter to nine
Leaving, i hope nobody try me
I'm close quarters with mine
And i swear for those Sons and Daughters of mine
I'll slaughter pigs
Shit, ya'll see every day how they slaughtering ours
Then again most niggas just caught up in cars
And slave shit, Like chains whips
And they slang bricks
F*ck around get caught with a charge
Then again, rappers made it cool
Guess it ain't all of ya'll fault
F*ck it, i know what to do
I'll let it drop in the fall and man
When i leave my house i hope
I can do what i gotta do
And that I make it home
But i know there's somebody in the street tonight
Their family mourning in the morning
Hope they be alright yeah
As for me and mine
Ima keep a nine
Peep, sometimes if you seeking peace
You gotta keep a piece
Or be at least
Surrounded by people you know keep it G
These rappers food, prey
Before i eat, i do pray like
Lord I know ya listening
What's going on, This world so cold
Could it be that I'm not seeing clearly
Cuz how things got this way oh i don't know
But i know i gotta get it
Road so long, been done so wrong can't lie
So if kill em Lord forgive me
But I guess that's just the way these things go
Lord I know ya listening
What's going on, This world so cold
Could it be that I'm not seeing clearly
Cuz how things got this way oh i don't know
But i know i gotta get it
Road so long, been done so wrong can't lie
So if kill em Lord forgive me
But I guess that's just the way these things go