Ill Biskits

Ill Biskits - God Bless Your Life songtekst

Je score:

Mmm, word

Yo life is definitely real

You gotta take it to heart, know what I'm sayin?

There's so much confusion, confusion

today on the streets

So for us to live forever, God blesses our lives

God blesses our lives

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When I was young I never had to dodge bullets

My peoples always taught me live life to the fullest

But draggin me to church, seven days a week

couldn't keep me off the streets, with the evil that I wreak ya see

My tongue was ill I spilled language with profanity

Workin odd jobs couldn't buy me my vanity (say what)

Insanity was the edge of reality

And when I tried to slide right, wrong was always callin me

The devil takes many colors and shapes

My mind was raped as an embryo, walkin through hell

But now I feel twice as stable bout my livin

The crew's multiplyin so to rest with division

And yo my vision's, clearer, I hear sounds of the unheard

word, I seen sights that bring scars to your life

Livin days to the curb, readin scriptures never saved me

from day to day drama, where's the path that you paved for me?

(I'm still sturgglin) scratchin rhymes on the papers

Squeeze the scripto, and lookin for the holy savior

Cause my behavior, is that of one, who wants to live trife

So God bless your life



So God bless our lives [x4]



It's hard to comprehend the days back when

we was boys with big wills, maturing from mice to men

Runnin wild nappy heads with the Pro Keds

Playin "Simon says!" and tag, but now that's dead

I grew to be rough, you couldn't tell me nothin

about the world, cause I was always into somethin

I think I was the lightest kid out the click

always quick to heat up beef, because I knew my crew would spark it (true)

But out of dumb situations lies casualties (true)

(The skins got knocked) so here comes responsibility

Many of the heads planted seeds for the future to see

Let's try to mold them into shapes that we couldn't be

Friends came and friends went with the wind

Some either caught hot steel and others caught the state pen

Nothin but mayhem, I say to them

We shoulda tried to live right, so God bless our lives



So God bless our lives [x4]



I'm steady dwellin over spilled milk

I'm never on the straight and narrow cause the roads I walk they tilt

Many choices and voices posesses me

Listen see, evil got my mind locked in custody

Pressed by temptation, aiyyo I'm facin

Life as a loner in a world with different races

My case is you're pure as a young'un

And nowadays they got me living life out a dungeon

I wonder, and contimplating mishaps daily

While keeping my bizz seperated from the shady

(There's nothin but untruths) I prove this fact to be fiction

But still I'm fishin, for realism in the diction

While I'm rhymin, some of my peoples are out campin

Lampin on skid row, or South of the Hamptons

Doin bids, know that they Manson

I think I dance a jig when my nigs blow the gig

So God bless the dead and my peopls in the Ville

Yo word to my man, baby gotta keep it real



Aiyyo, word to God you gotta keep it real

Word to God baby gotta keep it real



So God bless our lives [x4]



Word up yeah, the Ill Biskits

We out, peace
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