Joyner Lucas - Devil's Work lyrics
Father forgive me I'm staring at this bible as I keep glancing Dear Lord I got questions and I need answers Tryna understand your vision all I see is damage Just a bunch of dead bodies in the street camping A bunch of lost souls on their feet standing, we supposed to be your children I thought we family You're supposed to be my father bruh, I need answers, we don't need to die young, we just need chances Tired of living on the edge, so we keep scrambling, tryna talk to these strippers but they keep dancing We just wanna be number one like Steve Francis, bow my head say a prayin' now a seed's planted Everywhere I turn I'm seeing MCs vanish, lot of good n***as gone I don't understand it Lot of families lost and they seem stranded, I ain't trying to disrespect you, I just need answers I know you're watching us from heaven thinking "Who to save?", cherry pickin' who should go next and who should say I'd be on my way to heaven if I knew the way, and bring back every good n***a you choose to take They say you never wrong but you done made a few mistakes, 'cause you taking the wrong n***as maybe you should trade Trade us back all the real ones and remove the fakes, I think you should trade Give us 2Pac back and take that n***a Suge Let the legend resurrect and he gon' live for good I been screaming thug life in every different hood If only you could bring him back yeah lord I wish you would Give us Biggie, give us Pun, give us Triple X Take that n***a Trump with you, that's a bigger threat There's too much power for a coward with no intellect That's a bigot with a collar that's a disconnect n***as dying, momma crying, grandma need a tissue n***a shootin' up a church now I need a pistol All them n***as still livin' you don't see the issue? But how you chase a leader then you take a liter with you? I ain't tryna disrespect just need to meet up with you I ain't tryna over step, just want to reason with you Give us back our loved ones and take the evil with you Send them s**ers straight to hell they don't need a * I need you to give back Martin Luther, take Martin Shkreli Give us back Malcolm, take R. Kelly R.I.P. Lil Snupe give that boy his life back Take Eric Holder give us Eric Wright back I'm sending you this message, Lord, I hope you hit me right back They say I'm on the wrong train, I know I'm on the right track Cause Trayvon gone and all he did was tryna fight back Zimmerman walk around free we don't like that Why you take our mothers from us? Our fathers and our sisters and our cousins from us Got these children getting murdered while they double dutchin' Wonder why the f** you take Nipsey Hussle from us Damn you took a true king, a true brother from us This isn't f**in' marathon but they runnin' from us Now everybody got guns, n***a's up to something And every gangsta wanna prove that they tough or something You know it's not fair, tell the truth, I've been in my feelings too But if you took Emmett Till, at least take Dylann Roof At least take James Holmes, I ain't even mad at that Just bring back Whitney, and give us Michael Jackson back Fans want me It's ain't no justice for Sandra Bland, we up like the ceiling fan Lord if you listenin' I'm just lookin' for a hand to hand Take out the f** n***as and give us back our fam again Drownin' in my tears tryna pray for something Wonder why you give us life for you to take it from us Wonder why you give us family and erase them from us Maybe hopefully you can have a conversation with us Maybe I'm just probably tripping 'cause I need a hug The hood can't find jobs, now we need a blunt Anybody and their momma tryna be a thug I don't go to church 'cause I'm afraid of being judged I've been starin' at the ceiling as I lie in bed Watchin' n***as follow trends like Simon says I pray you give us back the real ones and try again Or maybe take them n***as that deserve to die instead Tomi Lahren run her mouth and she get defensive Laura Ingraham laughin' at d**h and disrespectin' I really feel like you should teach them stupid hoes a lesson Either that or give us back somebody who deserve the blessings I left out a bunch of names that I forgot to mention Cost too much to pay attention then it got expensive Father forgive me for I know not what I do, and now I'm reachin' Out to you, hopin' you hear me and return the message I know that you got our back and that you're not against us Or maybe you just love us so you doin' sh** to test us I just kinda thought that you would do more to protect us They say that the good die young and I ain't on the guest list I've been drinkin' lord forgive me it's my blood racin' I don't know what I'm thinking I'm just frustrated I don't mean to question you, I'm just confused I don't know what else to do, I've been patient and the zutts waiting Took my mans from me, that forever hurt But puttin' the blame on you, that never worked I know this ain't your fault, it's the devil's work Devil's work