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Ohh Lord

Haystak & Jelly Roll
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Every night before I sleep, he close my eyes There ain't no pity for the weak, Lord knows I try When I think about the streets, and all my folks who die I say a little prayer for them, Lord hear my cry Oh Lord Lord protect me from these demons, Lord help me lead my people, Lord protect me from this evil Oh Lord Lord I don't see the light, Lord I ain't living right, Lord I'm tired of this life Oh Lord Lord I really need a plan, tryin' to be a better man, I don't think they understand Oh Lord I get my back against the wall, slipping, tryin' not to fall, feeling like the fuck am I? See, you can feel the tension when I'm walking in the room Spend my nights at the cemetery, talking to the moon I believe that Jesus died, I've been bathed in the blood That don't change the fact I carry a gun in the club Lord give me the strength to help me lead my family And if you really love me Lord, why have you abandoned me? My spirit's starting to tremble up Lord, I'm feeling it This must be how Moses felt when he was in the wilderness Tattoos and crosses on my face symbolize forgiveness The tear drops is for the cries and I can't forget them Lord help me, be a better man, I don't want to question you But I don't seem to understand Oh Lord Lord protect me from these demons, Lord help me lead my people, Lord protect me from this evil Oh Lord Lord I don't see the light, Lord I ain't living right, Lord I'm tired of this life Oh Lord Lord I really need a plan, tryin' to be a better man, I don't think they understand Oh Lord I get my back against the wall, slipping, tryin' not to fall, feeling like the fuck am I? It's like a dispute inside of me, and good me's dyin' I admire that motherfucker, cause he kept on tryin' I'm blurred off the purple, maybe it's a Remy shot I'm riding with a semi-glock, which part of music gets me shot Nightmares, Biggie Park, backwards playing in my mind Bullet holes and reverbs, I can see me in the hearse I can see boys, the wimpy wine, Mike P and Jelly, Carrie and Jason Winfrey, but they kill cracker belly Woke up in a cold sweat, super spooked and breathing heavy Hi, I'm the guy that's inside, Jason Winfrey, give a fuck about his wife I give a fuck about his daughters, give a fuck about his mama, give a fuck about his friend I wanna set to destroy him, make my boss employ him Easier but a second, enjoy him About to go ballistic, cause I'm caught up in a minute, twisted This is still that old me, the one they call OG Oh Lord Lord protect me from these demons, Lord help me lead my people, Lord protect me from this evil Oh Lord Lord I don't see the light, Lord I ain't living right, Lord I'm tired of this life Oh Lord Lord I really need a plan, tryin' to be a better man, I don't think they understand Oh Lord I get my back against the wall, slipping, tryin' not to fall, feeling like the fuck am I?