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Listen to Mississippi - The Screwed and Chopped Album by David Banner
ALBUMMississippi - The Screwed and Chopped AlbumDavid Banner

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
David Banner
David Banner
Vocals
Zafar S. Saood
Zafar S. Saood
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
L. Crump
L. Crump
Songwriter
J. Smith
J. Smith
Songwriter
P. Smith
P. Smith
Songwriter
C. Moore
C. Moore
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
David Banner
David Banner
Producer
Craig B.
Craig B.
Recording Engineer
John Frye
John Frye
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Thank You Lord It's gon' be aight though (ohh) This one's for you, yeah Cadillacs on 22s-twos-twos Pimp my voice and mack these beats Pray to the Lord Mississippi Cadillacs on 22s I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true Pimp my voice and mack these beats and Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey Cadillacs on 22s I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true Pimp my voice and mack these beats and Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey God I know that we pimp God I know that we wrong God I know I should talk about you mo' in all my songs I know these kids are listening I know I'm here for a mission But it's so hard to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten I know these balls are talking Lord I wanna do right I tried to fight but these demons they come to me at night Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and now my boys I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got Dwayne and Rohas My cousin Sweets, momma Lita and Jason Lord I'm praying for swacking my heart is still impatient Keep 'em off them drugs, far away from thugs He's still my hero but just a shell man of what he was Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I hear Ya calling And shit wrong wit balling But my soul is just stelly falling And the sex and the dead, and the other jail God I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in Hell? Cadillacs on 22s I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true Pimp my voice and mack these beats and Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey Cadillacs on 22s I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true Pimp my voice and mack these beats and Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey Lord they hung Andre Jones Lord they hung Reynold Johnson Lord I wanna fight back but I'm just so sick of bouncing Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord please just tell me something My folks still dumping my music, bumping but I feel nothing My heart is stelly pumping My heart is stelly breaking Sometimes I feel like I'm faking, man I'm so sick of taking Maybe hell ain't a place meant for us to burn Maybe Earth is telling just a place for us to learn Bout your love, your will and grace Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first place Maybe this first base, God knocked the ball up out the park So we can come home this world right here is feeling so dark Feeling so cold, Lord I'm gettin' so old I dunno if I can take this world right here no more 22 inch rims on the 'Lac I guess that was Yo footprint in the sand carrying us on yo back Cadillacs on 22s I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true Pimp my voice and mack these beats and Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey Cadillacs on 22s I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true Pimp my voice and mack these beats and Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey Cadillacs on 22s I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true Pimp my voice and mack these beats and Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey Cadillacs on 22s I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true Pimp my voice and mack these beats and Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey Cadillacs on 22s I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true
Writer(s): Michael Hartnett, David Banner Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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