This is what you want (Dear God) Verse 1: [Bad A$$] My life The race against time I beat Cause my time will reach the finishline Before my life complete I can't complain So I'm livin' in this world so cold It's on my mind I try to keep my soul I used to be the female, real Cause you can't think without your mind k** your brain Body's nothin' but your soul still remain Some game this is (What a game this is) What a shame this is How they use they punks to screw us Than pull they guns and do us Chorus: [Woman overlaps Bad A$$] Dear God can call out my name, we cryin' out Brave Lord can stay with us here, we dyin' out Dear God Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day We're callin' on you Show us on our way (show us on our way) We're gettin' older In that game And who's to blame? Who's to blame? Verse 2: [Bad A$$ overlaps woman] They never use money (?) Get your debt in control Mind your friends or mind your fo's They plot 'gainst the man And his plan since the days away Back when the calendar was made But society falls Merry earthquakes will top Then never will it work Revelations, you die It's an eye for eye So when he bite style we fire To see livin' on earth in life is mighty die But it's a new world order And if you have some success (Dear God) Then you're a victim of the system Find peace to rest Chorus: [Woman] Dear God Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day We're callin' on you Show us on our way (show us on our way) We're gettin' older In that game And who's to blame? Who's to blame? Verse 3: [Tray Deee overlaps woman] I hit list to get chips Big flip I peel Not afraid of gangstas (?) the real Caught up in the game Now only rule survival To be the next n***a I see who's my rival (Dear God) My world, were I come from Is steady slump one Runnin' up and commin' up with slugs Cause they dump done (Dear God) I'm on a mash but my cash and fashion Askin' no questions, react to blastin' Now who can I blank for my aim to win And my deepest succeed try the game to end (Dear God can call out my name, we cryin' out Dear God) Up against and the ends and I dissed a cop Made objectives to check chin and hit the top f** the obstacles, my optic will provide the sight For me to view, what to do as I grime and stripe (Dear God) The right way might pay But I can't wait long So I never hesitates to get my page on Chorus: [Woman] Dear God Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day We're callin' on you Show us on our way (show us on our way) We're gettin' older (grow on up) In that game (in that game) And who's to blame? Who's to blame? Verse 4: [Bad A$$] Now you can blame it on the block You can blame it on Glocks You can blame it on the c**aine Blame it on the brain, sh** Everythang happens fo' a reason So why ask why Just live it up you gotta die, die (Dear God) If they wanted us to live (Dear God) They wouldn't brainwashed our kids (Dear God) You're struck Body old enough to f** and buck a nut (Dear God) That's the way they statin' Beat they a** pork And be gone Cancer and alcohol Cut they life short It's time to live Might forgive the devil and his dollar Two world gon' make it right But it's a 'must' and not a 'might' Let's do one to others As they do one to you You drug down on me I put two guns on you Chorus: [Woman] Dear God Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day (Can you ever strut) We're callin' on you Show us on our way (show us on our way) We're gettin' older In that game (Older in that game) And who's to blame? Who's to blame? Dear God can call out my name, we cryin' out Brave Lord can stay with us here, we dyin' out Dear God, Dear God, Dear God Dear God Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day We're callin' on you Show us on our way (show us on our way) We're gettin' older In that game And who's to blame? Who's to blame? Dear God can call out my name, we cryin' out Brave Lord can stay with us here, we dyin' out Dear God, Dear God