Blessing
• Written by CrazyDrill
Blessing upon blessing on blessing,
Am chasing this money u call it aggression
Lessens upon lessons on lessons,
Am spending the cash u call it oppression
Goodness and mercy shall follow me,
I need to ask me a questions
Is that why mercy and promise keep calling me
Asking for passion
Save me from temptation this is my confession
Tiny bodies in the street, my word is new abortion
I was making birdies while you made pars
And it is to drive in all these fancy cars
He treats her like shit but she doesn't even mind
A new lifestyle,ruthless and wild
A soliloquy or a fancy rhyme
Playing this game like it's preschool free time
I ain't got fancy clothes, cars, mansions, or j's on my feet,
About to peak blazed baffled at his own defeat
Grew up on the streets where niggers is hungry,
But still we be smoking that weed
Pass it around, we never show greed
Oh that is the peak? It's where we gon reach
I wasn't born rich but I'll never snitch
Now your bitch wanna clinch
Why more hate? Men fuck it, that word is too strong
Keep saying it, I promise u gon loose your tongue
Now I see it, everything seem so bright
Whether u wrong or right.
Confession shredded skin that's what
Two taps of the trigger and the head gone
I'm trynna make it, take it or leave it
I could be dead wrong Buh fuck it am still living
She said I ain't gat time for her so she leaving
Gotta protect myself from what is wrong or right
Teach her not to fight and how to be polite
But without writing, I wouldn't know where I belong...
Now look at what I have become.
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CrazyDrill
Member since July 23 2015