GhostWridah
GhostWridah - Father Forgive 'em lyrics
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Let's take them to church, tell the preacher to pray Versus hot and the devil, bitch I'm equal today Pour a shot of that rimmy, ‘till my cup run it over Go to war with my demons, told the lord I'm a soldier. I know this devils is lurking, so many 6s is present Tell me who can you trust if you're getting high with the reverend? Father, will you forgive me if I tip off a strippin' If this honeys set owin' contribute to her prescription See, she's sick and don't know it, fucking without protection I just found out our future, I hope that give me your blessing I know some niggers are stressing, got a chest for the pressure Pay his daughter's tuition by selling crack nipple festers Father, forgive ‘em, yeah Father, forgive ‘em. ‘cause I know not what I do, but I stay true I'm yelling father forgive ‘em Forgive ‘em for sinning, know this demons is watching How you make it to heaven with only hell as an option How you put down to chapel when all your enemies kill us How you stop getting failure when all your niggers is steal us Know, we live like gorillas, concrete jungle, no lying Smoking morning with Marley, I'm tryin' make it to Zion What's a fail without trying, what's a trial without haters If you're gambling you're sinning, but what's the street without Vegas? Statching purses for purpose, tired of working for circus Try to juggle two jobs, make you feel like you're worthless Father God I'm not perfect, but I work perfectly hard And I'm just tryin' to get even, I pray I beat all the odds Father, forgive ‘em, yeah Father, forgive ‘em. And I know not what I do, but I stay true I'm yelling father forgive ‘em I said I'm bowlin' forever, serving whoever And if you're loving this gold shit, give it together Said the bigger the pressure, rock fin with the feeks Caught broke down rivers, all I need is a heat What are we? Is all about my money? Down in a while I'm serving you and a dummie Lord, I'm ready to shed blood and blood out Serve my girl old girl to T fed out of mouth You say nigger you roll, I say nigger, I'm pain I preach my religion, thinking being our way Riding heaven with phones, dig pill bag I'm about to set loose, where my Father at? Father, forgive ‘em, yeah Father, forgive ‘em. ‘cause I know not what I do, but I stay true I'm yelling father forgive ‘em