Speak Lord Killer Mike

[Hook]
Speak Lord
Speak to me

[Verse 1: Killer Mike]
My mama said, I'm hard-headed
And many men have lost their soul
Along the road that I'm headed
Somewhere we stopped talking, Lord
And I regret it
The devil's coming at me
And it's hard to side-step him
You said, "Raise up a child
In the way that it should go
When it's old, it will not depart"
But I'm selling hard
And my momma's broken-hearted, Lord
You know I call my grandmomma "Momma"
Cause my momma's still smoking hard, Lord
Since you brought my grandfather home
I've felt so alone
Some days I find it
Impossible to carry on
And I think about him
How the pallbearers picked him up
And carried him out
And in my dreams I still hear
My grandmother's screams
Grant me peace, cause I can't sleep at night
Sometimes me and these demons fight all night
Dear Father, I'd bleed to have a kid
Who understands how bad it gets
That understands how mad I get
Mad enough to slit my own wrists
I'm mad enough to load the clip
Find a nigga speaking badly on me
Let it rip