Oh Father

I was that cool motherfucker But living in the world of these cruel motherfuckers Society done made me a fool motherfucker And sixteen shots leaving the pussies taking cover Huh I'm sorry mother motherfuckers just ain't like me The fuckin grave by 21 is so likely A million letters from the penn, niggaz writing me Fuck the system the DEA sellin all the damn yay So I pray them fuckers die And when they leave let them pussy motherfuckers fry And make they families eternally have to cry and Crucify me and label me the n ride I testify I'm ready Oh father come and take me I surrender I'm ready Statistics said I wouldn't live to see the grey in my head There's too much drama in theses streets, too much heat and she said Wanted by Feds, Red said they wanted us in our tombs So I keep my eyes red and I stay in my room I'm prayin soon that my end come cause income done halted If you got it, then I got it, but then no one can talk it Now tossed so simply this is universal this shit is the real deal Tryin to build a commercial america tell me where is the freedom of liberty This place ain't meant for me so I got a quarter key And move it like ryder trucks Those crackers are already stuck a path For my niggaz because my niggaz ain't give a fuck Bout nothin they had to say we always gon move the yay Your game, but we can play and lucifer better pray That thou does not do what thou has planned to do yesterday I swear to god in Georgia Oh father come and take me I surrender I'm ready This is for my folks in Cuba This is for my folks in Jamaica This is for my folks in Africa, we ready Them crackers had me fucked up I scooped a job for a minute But couldn't deal with the pay I quit that shit in a day Back on the grind servin my yay nothing to say Man I tried I'm told there's a better way but who gon pull me inside? They in they ride disappointed cause I had bad luck I ain't never wanna sell this shit my nigga I'm stuck My people roll they window up and then they hittin they lock Its fucked up but thats the way it is down here on the block Man everyone servin some rocks if not some rocks some weed Everybody's trap hot, I cant afford the heat Its kinda neat how they just creep and kick the door off the hinge And when these motherfuckers leave they taking all of my friends No way to win cause we are in for the ride of our lives When I was writing this shit I had to wipe my eye Cause this is chaos they after us we will never succeed Cause we some ignorant niggaz but all we need is to see I guarantee If we stop competing get our children out these fucking streets And get them to reading I'm just speaking shit who am I to tell anyone I'm telling ya there ain't nothing new up under the sun You got your gun but fuck yo gun If you goin run when they chase ya Why don't you do somethin bout that crazy shit just turn and you face em Now or later we going to have to stand up and fight We pay the taxes in this bitch nigga use your rights And yeah, I know I ain't right but ill be damned if I'm wrong They say two wrongs don't make a right But yet its making me strong and when I'm gone I hope this song rang in your heart My nigga ain't no better time then right now to start Oh father come and take me I surrender I'm ready