Dear Lord - Kokane

Dear Lord - Kokane
Got all minety, I'm on my beat and eights
I'll be down for so long that my knees start to bleed
I'm having nightmares of dead bodys
Wrapet and blood shives
I wake up in coat sweat from a deep deep sleep
I need the exercise somehting dark is coming
Deliver me Lord, I'm right ito help cross my stomach
Mentaly institution alive, criminal mind it
Run and never let know ni**a see me hard time
Anc caught between good legal
But it's time to see like evil has to up his hand
Is hard to God
With inncocent people get killed
Why they have to die
And leave the family wandering why
Some niggas said they don't feel death
Until they look into your face to gran only protect your last breath
Ain't no fire, the devil is a liar
That could say to your soul if you want to remind
Dear Lord I hope you hear me this day
I'm hearing voices in my head every time that I pray
Trelling me yo stay away, demon's f**king with my mind
Like sand to another glass, I'm running out of time
Dear Lord I hope you hear me this day
I'm hearing voices in my head every time that I pray
Trelling me yo stay away, this thing f**king with my mind
Like sand to another glass, I'm running out of time
I put one in the chamber to spin it around
Put the pistol to my dong and click is the sound
I guess iot's not my time to go man
I get high of an over cane just to easy the pain
I never meant to doubt your father but in reality
Even when Jesus die on the cro he said why God no seaking me
I got so many question, questions that need answers
Two stepping with the devil when the devil is dirty dancing
From the pretures to the pope to the footbal coach
They takling bad from the little key it's playing silbo
Glad for me to be somebody next to your house
That's way I'm glad and my grandma never put me in the boys couch
Whatever happend the loyalty it must come risk
Ni**a you snich on your own mama just to get a bus pass
World so f**ked up it ain't a place to run
Sometime I wish the Mesia will hurry up and come
Dear Lord I hope you hear me this day
I'm hearing voices in my head every time that I pray
Telling me to stay away, demon's f**king with my mind
Like sand to another glass, I'm running out of time
Dear Lord I hope you hear me this day
I'm hearing voices in my head every time that I pray
Telling me to stay away, demon's f**king with my mind
Like sand to another glass, I'm running out of time
Do you run and come...but you can't taking on yourself
The people dieing on the streets, they crying out for help
Ooh why don't you come and save us?
But someone when I talk to you it seems that you're my dad