When I'm on my knees I pray 2 God.
I pray 4 peace but I've give'n it up.
How can I pray 4 peace?
Cuz still I bust all my enemies.
I don't know why.
We all have 2 die.
We all deal.
We all steal.
But 4 what, I can't give ya an answer.
People just die, some by bullets, some by cancer.
Some get killed by a knife.
Some just cuz they scream'n thug-life.
Me, I wanna die when I've told my kidz
that they stay of tha street, stay outa the way of that bitch.
I can't tell ya how I feel inside.
But I've no hard feelings when I ride at night.
Scream'n fuck tha popo, c'mon let's row.
We've 2 control all the fuck'n cashflow.
Cuz we've a glock 2 spit.
Money 2 get, honeyz 2 hit.
And still we pray,
4 another day.
2 say,
2 other motherfucka's they gotta pay.
And now we're tha outlawz ride'n on the street.
Nobody stopz us.Cuz they don't wanna bleed.
Now who do ya wanna fuck with? Do ya really wanna go 2 hell?
Cuz I still don't give a fuck if they put me in jail.
It is time 4 a little action, it's time 4 another world.
So don't react on others if they give ya an insult.
It's time 4 some fuck'n chances.4 all the time.
Let's make a perfect world.Peace and fine.
Why do ya treat others bad?
Why do ya make ya brotherz sad?