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	(Verse One: Boondox) Uh uh I came up in the hood infested with teenage hustlers Street grinders, paper chasin scrapin busters By keepin dust up noses and caine homes; pipes and cans So they want they ride candy painted just like the man That feed 'em; tryin not to bite his hand But they need em to keep em life from they stand Every night praying but prayers go as far as the ceiling Got me feel like I'm (cursed) from this heart that I'm dealing And all this liquor hoeing brother and goose-neckin That I do but I don't want to got me losing blessings GOD said he'll take the next two steps if I take the first (I did) But in it to pick and sellin the spur From under my feet, lost faith and jump in the street Back to serve a rocks dying to the chrome in the heat And running with G's dedicated to the block with 'em Tellin me along with my greens up like pot (niggaaaaa) (Chorus: Cee-Lo) All I know That I done been down this road before It ain't the first time, won't be the last I gotta slow down cause I'm living too fast It's time to admit I need some help Still living with my momma, can't feed myself Life ain't about who straight, who real, who fake, and who gay It's about who pray (Verse Two: Cee-Lo) You can clock my consistent and endless Efforts up uplift me Trees and branches catch draft When I'm choppin down a path- To walk down, actually don't even know how talk sound I'm trying to stop the next step they drawing the chalk round Matter-of-factually, I'll stand alone with no entourage to back me GOD is my every existence; exhalation, exactly I'll pimp prophets so profounding labels don't like contract me I'm one of a kind; they gotta find a satellite to contact me Let us bow, I thank the Almighty GOD for right now For the strictor, smile through the tribulation and trial For sparing me when the devil was daring me And scaring me, since I was for preparing me And to my family- the Dungeon Family And ya'll family-- we all family And to me health and home and my son Keith Stun My tongue is my gun, revolutions already begun (welllllll) (Chorus: Cee-Lo) All I know That I done been down this road before It ain't the first time, won't be the last I gotta slow down cause I'm living too fast It's time to admit I need some help Still living with my momma, can't feed myself Life ain't about who straight, who real, who fake, and who gay It's about who pray (Verse Three: Kalage) All I know is charge cards, cars, and clothes Maan, it's all fo' sho' And could go and when it's gone- (you alone) Runnin up yo cell phone callin GOD for hope And who to say that day ain't all for close And if you ballin playa, it's only because GOD's your coach And it don't bout the lies you hold, laws you broke Thangs ya drink, dank and cigars you smoke HE gonna forgive and that's you; now don't get me wrong I like LL, but GOD da G.O.A.T' HE da greatest of all time, if I'm lying I'm blind Can I get a Amen (Amen brother) But we got to stop, we got to stop doin dirt Coming to Church with a devil tucked in your purse Sister Samantha from Atlanta, can't even finish a prayer Worried about Sister Martha hair Always worried bout what Sister Martha wear Did she walk, or did they ride wit Martha there It don't matter at least Sister Martha there In Sunday service with a Bible lie defer the South But GOD bless her, we here to thank GOD And that's the step inside Holy Church stankin' I said step inside his Holy Church stankin' We all God's Property, and not just Kirk Franklin (welllllllll) (Chorus: Cee-Lo) Well, all I know That I'd been down this road before It ain't the first time, won't be the last I gotta slow down cause I'm living too fast It's time to admit I need some help Still living with my momma, can't feed myself Life ain't about who straight, who real, who fake, and who gay It's about who pray
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