Square - Dear Lord lyrics

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Square - Dear Lord lyrics

[Hook] Dear Lord, please forgive me, more I live I grow empty Nothin' in me, point out my enemy I'll put somethin' in him *Blam* Feelin' like that's the only remedy Send him on his way when I f** around his day ("Okay!") Cause to you they wanna send me And I ain't got the energy, I'll let the clip empty ("Okay! O-o-o-okay-k-kay! Kay-k-kay, kay-kay!") [Verse 1] I ain't gotta walk around town with my chest stuck out A frown up my face when the press come out n***as know what it is, one of the best, no doubt Doubt that, test him and the S's come about Aggression n***as need without Too aggressive n***as rest under leaves where the G's hang out I'm back stronger than ever D-boy so it's like whatever, however, whenever I dare ya, pall bearers bury ya Pardon my, positivity failure But they ain't tryin to hear ya when n***as'll go and air ya a** out Send you to the morgue, turn you inside-out Send you to your momma 'til she pa** out Too many partners in the casket now These foul ba*tards, don't appreciate life so f** 'em The P-nina-nina stay dumpin' (Stay dumpin') [Hook] [Verse 2] Now Trice ain't all about runnin' his mouth He do that for a livin', y'all gotta feel him In the streets he mute, my n***a autism Don't confuse this with art-ism n***a I refuse to lose, boss in him Put your people in a pew when the mossberg start spittin' I'm livin', n***a I'm kiddin' him Take him from his paradise, Trice on his way to prison Picture him leavin' his children I peel 'em, pilgrimage to another region Them ecstasy pills got n***as schemers When the weapons spill them same n***as bleedin' 'Fore I leave this world they gon' believe him O ain't deceivin' these people, that's feedin' 'em The hood's what he breathin, it's all good Leave him in that box all wood (Box all wood) [Hook] [Verse 3] Trice is nice with aim, put a n***a In a permanent frame, when a n***a's So determined to bang, cause a n***a's Switchin' lanes in that European thang Don't be mad at your boy-boy, handle business Cause he push the toy-toy, n***as envious Crutch him up, Jehovah Witnesses When the semi's start spittin', listen (Listen) [Hook] [Outro] *Blam* ("Okay!") ("Okay! O-o-o-okay-k-kay! Kay-k-kay, kay-kay!") Dear Lord, please forgive me, more I live I grow empty Nothin' in me, point out my enemy I'll put somethin' in him *Blam*

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