LORD PREPARE ME Killer Mike & Belly Gang Kushington (Ft. Adonica Nunn & JANE HANDCOCK)

[Intro]
Lord, prepare me
Lord, prepare me
Lord, prepare me
Lord, prepare me

[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
I got a testimony, I done been tested, homie
Stood at that stove whippin' the work, counted the money
Money's the root to all evil, so tell me why you need it, Jesus
I'm sellin' dope out of Regals and every week payin' tithes to a preacher
I once had three women, lived multiple lives
They gave me four children, so now they get treated like multiple wives
We ain't fuckin' no more, still treat 'em with honor
Important they know that they was much more than just my baby mamas
My mama, she told me, plainly and coldly
You done made babies, fuck all the rappin', you gotta sell O-Zs
And, yeah, I did it, I gotta admit it
I slung the hard, but had to be God how I got away with it
I could be dead, I should be scared
I got away clean, but coulda got caught with that dirt by the feds
Never woulda made it traffickin' hard
Shoulda been dead or in jail, but look at me standin' here praisin' the Lord

[Chorus]
You're my strength, gimme my faith, Lord, I need you
Lord, prepare me (Turn up the headphones for me, ayy)