Chaos - Lord Knows lyrics

[Verse 1: Chaos] Uhhhh, This ain't a religious tape But it been way too hard to be living great If the bullet came my way I'll say Yahweh and begin giving thanks Too young to be feeling so old, 2 guns held for a criminal code I'm too dumb to even make it this far I'm to done with life what is there still to live for Bang the end, in the event of me reaped then The preceding will be me with my own thoughts In a room full of demons and a recent history getting beaten Blister me while I'm bleeding, a**isting me when I'm grieving Listening while I'm speaking a**a**inates all my weakness Why cause it's strategically k**ing off with a reason Awakening deities but saying you're only Jesus Patiently waiting for raptures we all wanna believe it This ain't religious song, but I got disciples telling me that I did em wrong And I got apostles with pistols Who feeling hostile and missiles just to insure that everybody can get along I am America, no I Am Eric a Savage who was light hearted till dealing with all these Magdelenes Silly to wanna marry her, merry living a character Fairly within the bounds of reality so you're mad again This is another tragic end, not a religious verse spirited the alley kid [Verse 2: Delo-Is-King] Sit back and listen as I rip this sh** with such precision Everything I write is hard like hieroglyphics I hate this life I'm livin', Well. .this life I'm given I gotta make a difference always hated repetition I reposition my decisions to a different vision To put a smile on that city that I'm representin' Gold Grills, Soul Food, home of the Pigeons Dirty birds and our words gotta country slur Lord knows I'd never pray for forgiveness Only that mula and bad b**hes Living life like this I know it's so wicked And if I keep it up I will be so gifted From savage to ratchet, ratchet to ragged And now we rappin we pa**in these ba*tards And screaming Hazard They wanna Ca**ius like clay but I ain't having it Respect the BK all day but you ain't having it your way n***as swear they're hard when they're acting They only get to acting when they don't hear the action The irony, wipe me down and iron me Spit rhymes and now I get my dick spit shined and rinsed By six dimes and they like my 6th sense I'm all about a dollar like 50 Cent Ironic you don't think that makes sense Au revoir Ladies and Gents [Outro: Chaos] This is not a love poem But I put so much heart into it I think my loves gone And put so much art into this my canvas unknown Chaoti conquering ish army of 1 strong Cuz all my friends are amiss and when it ended with *** I could sense blood showing Knowing I'm headed for better I just budged on In the clutch of circumstance haven't winced or cried aloud In bludgeoning of chance head is bloody but unbowed