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Enough Lord
Bronze Nazareth
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Lil' young niggas wildin', ill block figures climbin'
Crashing out, rent high, everybody soul grindin'
Ford plants cut shifts, streets flooded with layoffs
Snatched my peace, still I preach, my niggas never stay soft
Dreams thin as loose leaf, stress thick, roof leak
Tryna hold the fam close, faith caught a slow creep
Thought he had the plan right, Moms getting old fast
Baby momma flipped, dipped out and left his soul crashed
He beatin' cancer out his glands, and that was bare hands
Supervisor shady, pink slip in the plans
Got the city bleedin' taxes, every check it's like it aint mine
Cops flash badges, black faces get the perp line
Smog in my lungs, lead water in the pipe lines
Crib stay frozen, space heater hittin' overtime
Doc said pressure too high, cut out the salt lines
Heart pound heavy but the will stay on dinnertime
I'm saying that's enough Lord
Another mountain I climb up Lord
Straight up I had enough Lord
Another meadow in my lungs raw
I'm saying that's enough Lord
Another mountain I climb up Lord
Straight up I had enough Lord
I'm think I'm ready for your blessing
Cough it up Lord!
Hard road still I took a diamond out the black mine
He used to be a Lion, Jon Kitna, now he pass time
Sun gon' shine after rain โ but keep a black nine
DNA get you pinched, they scoop it out the trash line
Cable cut, fridge empty, late fees closing time
Baby need Jordans, bill collectors on the holding line
Played it ten toes down, if I made it you can follow mine
What's the price of bullets out in Oxford, Columbine
No alibi, pain waves rattle solid minds
Smoke stacked skyline and asthma is the byline
Stocks flip quick, check your balance and you might cry
Nephew caught a case, high school to prison pipeline
Block boys coughin' up lungs, blood shot red eyes
Every night's a gamble, 456 on the diz-ice
Auntie she a vegetable Suburban flipped 6 times
I still crack a grin, pouring gin in the moonshine
I'm saying that's enough Lord
Another mountain I climb up Lord
Straight up I had enough Lord
Another meadow in my lungs raw
I'm saying that's enough Lord
Another mountain I climb up Lord
Straight up I had enough Lord
I'm think I'm ready for your blessing
Cough it up Lord!
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