This is what you want
 (Dear God)
 Verse 1:
 [Bad A$$]
 My life,
 the race against time I beat
 Cause my time will reach the finishline
 before my life complete
 I can't complain
 so I'm livin' in this world so cold
 It's on my mind,
 I try to keep my soul
 I used to be the female, real
 Cause you can't think without your mind
 Kill your brain
 Body's nothin' but your soul still remain
 Some game this is (What a game this is)
 What a shame this is
 How they use they punks to screw us
 Than pull they guns and do us
 Chorus:
 [Woman overlaps Bad A$$]
 Dear God can call out my name, we cryin' out
 Brave Lord can stay with us here, we dyin' out
 Dear God
 Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day
 We're callin' on you
 Show us on our way (show us on our way)
 We're gettin' older
 In that game
 And who's to blame?
 Who's to blame?
 Verse 2:
 [Bad A$$ overlaps woman]
 They never use money
 (?)
 Get your debt in control
 Mind your friends or mind your fo's
 They plot 'gainst the man
 And his plan since the days away
 Back when the calendar was made
 But society falls
 Merry earthquakes will top
 Then never will it work
 Revelations, you die
 It's an eye for eye
 So when he bite style we fire
 To see livin' on earth in life is mighty die
 But it's a new world order
 And if you have some success (Dear God)
 Then you're a victim of the system
 Find peace to rest
 Chorus:
 [Woman]
 Dear God
 Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day
 We're callin' on you
 Show us on our way (show us on our way)
 We're gettin' older
 In that game
 And who's to blame?
 Who's to blame?
 Verse 3:
 [Tray Deee overlaps woman]
 I hit list to get chips
 Big flip I peel
 Not afraid of gangstas (?) the real
 Caught up in the game
 Now only rule survival
 To be the next nigga
 I see who's my rival (Dear God)
 My world, were I come from
 Is steady slump one
 Runnin' up and commin' up with slugs,
 cause they dump done (Dear God)
 I'm on a mash but my cash and fashion
 Askin' no questions, react to blastin'
 Now who can I blank for my aim to win
 And my deepest succeed try the game to end
 (Dear God can call out my name, we cryin' out
 Dear God)
 Up against and the ends and I dissed a cop
 Made objectives to check chin and hit the top
 Fuck the obstacles, my optic will provide the sight
 For me to view, what to do as I grime and stripe (Dear God)
 The right way might pay
 But I can't wait long
 So I never hesitates to get my page on
 Chorus:
 [Woman]
 Dear God
 Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day
 We're callin' on you
 Show us on our way (show us on our way)
 We're gettin' older (grow on up)
 In that game (in that game)
 And who's to blame?
 Who's to blame?
 Verse 4:
 [Bad A$$]
 Now you can blame it on the block
 You can blame it on glocks
 You can blame it on the cocaine
 Blame it on the brain, shit
 Everythang happens fo' a reason
 So why ask why
 Just live it up you gotta die, die (Dear God)
 If they wanted us to live (Dear God)
 They wouldn't brainwashed our kids (Dear God)
 You're struck,
 body old enough to fuck and buck a nut (Dear God)
 That's the way they statin'
 Beat they ass pork
 and be gone
 Cancer and alcohol
 Cut they life short
 It's time to live
 Might forgive the devil and his dollar
 Two world gon' make it right
 But it's a 'must' and not a 'might'
 Let's do one to others
 As they do one to you
 You drug down on me
 I put two guns on you
 Chorus:
 [Woman]
 Dear God
 Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day
 (Can you ever strut)
 We're callin' on you
 Show us on our way (show us on our way)
 We're gettin' older
 In that game
 (Older in that game)
 And who's to blame?
 Who's to blame?
 Dear God can call out my name, we cryin' out
 Brave Lord can stay with us here, we dyin' out
 Dear God, Dear God, Dear God
 Dear God
 Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day
 We're callin' on you
 Show us on our way (show us on our way)
 We're gettin' older
 In that game
 And who's to blame?
 Who's to blame?
 Dear God can call out my name, we cryin' out
 Brave Lord can stay with us here, we dyin' out
 Dear God, Dear God