Kris - Dear Lord (ft. Julia) | Текст песни

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• Kris
• Dear Lord (ft. Julia)

Verse 1

Dear lord, I m on roll on ma skateboard
Ma dreams seem to be on pause
Like a patient think its time to pull the cord
I try to stay patient
But I be feeling so unjustified
Wanna talk to god but I cant
All ma sins make me feel petrified
He only stares at me form birds eye view
People only stare at u, niggaz compliment
niggaz dont give a fuck niggaz don’t supplement
half these niggaz don’t care or even know what I go through
I aint the best but yo I try to be
I got love for rap
Flows in the blood..grows in my arteries
Oh no
I m the lord of the ring …frodo
Rap hard but I make it look easy though
Love d way I play with words
Riddling like a nigga tryna make it outta prison
point spindle in a piston
Still tryna elevate
Still waters run deep
Still under tryna take a leap
on a mission tryna make a dream

Verse 2

Haha..
Going Cole on dis beat
Giving hating niggaz cold feet
Incepting giving niggaz nightmares in dey sleep
Ma paps used to say friends come in onez enemies come in twoz
Found out when I grew
True dat
Now a nigga spitn niggaz wanna know hu dat
Niggaz beta dream too
I m broke tryna chase a label
Tryna get ma table filled up
Pour some liquor for all ma real niggaz in a cup
Lifes a bitch, she don’t treat ya good gotta split up
Fake ass low life lazy cats tryna wreck dey future
Well see me amma dream like I never did
If u bid amma outbid
If u dream big u gonna live big
Dats a tip
Living like thug gotta flip ur lifestyle
Go to prison problems pile up
Amma preach till ma heart stops
I love hip hop amma marry her
Wack ass rappers tryna bury her
Cause they wealthy huh
Haha…

Verse 3

The industry is a circus lotsa clowns in it
Lotsa frown in it but lord I aint down with it
I been waitn for so long
All I do is write rhymes when I m nervous
Never seen so many whites in my lifetime
They my hurt us
Oh la la la
But cant deny these white girls got booty oh my god
Like rihanna
They make go oh na na na
Back then I never thought I d fuck with white girls
fucking blondes and brunettes
Its funny with no album yet
Its like my rainy days went sunny in 09
I guess that’s a good sign
a glimpse of success
in ma palm no paper yet but no regrets
they say he got that flame like a hoe I aint came
with me in the picture the future aint go-on be the same
if real recognize real then I m the deal
throwing punchlines give ya satisfaction like its lunchtime

Chorus

Lord I m on my roll on my skate board
I m still tryna find my way forward
But lately it seems you ignore me
Please grant ma dreams please assure me