[Chorus]
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord that I wake again (I wake again)
I wake again, I pray to Lord that I
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord that I wake again (I wake again) (I wake again)
I wake again, I pray to Lord that I
'Cause I've been workin' in the kitchen with the dirt on my hands (Dirt on my hands)
God tell me why nobody love me but you (Love me but you)
Born inside the belly with a gun in my hands (Gun in my hands)
Ain't no time for pity, got some thuggin' to do (Thuggin' to do)
Workin' in the kitchen with the dirt on my hands (Dirt on my hands)
God tell me why nobody love me but you (Love me but you)
Born inside the belly with a gun in my hands (Gun in my hands)
Ain't no time for pity, got some thuggin' to do (Thuggin' to do)
[Verse 1]
I've been workin' and writin', writin' and workin' some more
Searchin' for truth and truthfully, I'm hurtin' to know
Why many of millions live where the murderers go
On a daily dealin' with shit you never heard of before
See, I got motives of movin' my mama plenty of miles
Send me the paper 'fore you even send me the files
I don't kick it with niggas 'cause they energy wild
You pussy by association like the enemy's child
I'm wanderin', wonderin' really where they gather the gall
They hate to see you winnin', they've been glad when you fall
That's why I came with shooters, never pass 'em the ball
Who would toe tag 'em? And everybody taggin' along
See, it's a tragedy really, had to be silly to try
I can show you the way, but is you willin' to fly?
I'm breakin' down the layers, I be peelin' your pride
'Til I get to the dead center where the feelings reside
Look in my eyes, you see they lackin' the lust, I'm smackin' a buster
'Cause honestly, I ain't got the patience to try to deal
Everybody dreamin' they makin' it out for real
So I don't give a fuck how you take it or how you feel
There's a war outside the window and everybody a target
I'm worried about the endin' 'cause look at the way we started
I gotta get it regardless 'cause niggas be livin' heartless
Gardeners in the war and there's warriors in the garden
So give me a break, give me the space, I'm needin' the peace
Give me a legion, I'd lead 'em with my feet in the streets
I know they hate it, they show 'em without being discreet
I see the future, I bet I'm never seein' defeat
Lookin' for answers but all they gave me was trauma
I'm tryna cover this drama with plenty packets of petro
So I been kneelin' and looking up to the ceilin'
I'm prayin' to get some healin' for everyone in the metro
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord that I wake again (I wake again)
I wake again, I pray to Lord that I
Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord that I wake again (I wake again) (I wake again)
I wake again, I pray to Lord that I
'Cause I've been workin' in the kitchen with the dirt on my hands (Dirt on my hands)
God tell me why nobody love me but you (Love me but you)
Born inside the belly with a gun in my hands (Gun in my hands)
Ain't no time for pity, got some thuggin' to do (Thuggin' to do)
Workin' in the kitchen with the dirt on my hands (Dirt on my hands)
God tell me why nobody love me but you (Love me but you)
Born inside the belly with a gun in my hands (Gun in my hands)
Ain't no time for pity, got some thuggin' to do (Thuggin' to do)
[Verse 1]
I've been workin' and writin', writin' and workin' some more
Searchin' for truth and truthfully, I'm hurtin' to know
Why many of millions live where the murderers go
On a daily dealin' with shit you never heard of before
See, I got motives of movin' my mama plenty of miles
Send me the paper 'fore you even send me the files
I don't kick it with niggas 'cause they energy wild
You pussy by association like the enemy's child
I'm wanderin', wonderin' really where they gather the gall
They hate to see you winnin', they've been glad when you fall
That's why I came with shooters, never pass 'em the ball
Who would toe tag 'em? And everybody taggin' along
See, it's a tragedy really, had to be silly to try
I can show you the way, but is you willin' to fly?
I'm breakin' down the layers, I be peelin' your pride
'Til I get to the dead center where the feelings reside
Look in my eyes, you see they lackin' the lust, I'm smackin' a buster
'Cause honestly, I ain't got the patience to try to deal
Everybody dreamin' they makin' it out for real
So I don't give a fuck how you take it or how you feel
There's a war outside the window and everybody a target
I'm worried about the endin' 'cause look at the way we started
I gotta get it regardless 'cause niggas be livin' heartless
Gardeners in the war and there's warriors in the garden
So give me a break, give me the space, I'm needin' the peace
Give me a legion, I'd lead 'em with my feet in the streets
I know they hate it, they show 'em without being discreet
I see the future, I bet I'm never seein' defeat
Lookin' for answers but all they gave me was trauma
I'm tryna cover this drama with plenty packets of petro
So I been kneelin' and looking up to the ceilin'
I'm prayin' to get some healin' for everyone in the metro
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