Soldier's Prayer


	Welcome to The Official Lil' T Website \| home Guero Godfather \| Get My Rap On \| Let It Be Known \| That's Right \| Mind Trip \| Off The Hook \| My Mind Wanders \| Soldier's Prayer Soldier's Prayer Dear Lord can you help me lay down to sleep I'm gettin sick of all the demons comin in my dreams Everytime I turn around, there's another died Another helpless victim of a homicide, watch me ride But I'm addicted to that alcohol and morphine Gettin stuck in the highbeams of my enemy Playin' hide and seek as the bullets fly, blood spills Ten of them against me but I'm strong willed Sneak up behind 'em, play a little hocus pocus Make sure they all in focus, mash them little cockroaches Now they sayin' that I'm hopeless, who's to blame I was a youngsta growin up in this deadly game They took Digga, Brian, Dizzy, and D.C. They even took my baby momma and my baby Won't let 'em take another soul if it makes me psyco A never ending cycle we live or die for Dear Lord hear me pray for forgiveness I need to find a remedy for my sickness Alcohol only adds to the thickness Of the fact that I can't deal with this You're the only one can help me, can't let it go The answers to the questions that I don't know So dear Lord hear me pray for forgiveness Help me find a remedy for my sickness I got a triple shot of hennessy Don't even know the dead man laying next to me All I can see is the blank look upon his face How in the hell did I ever come to this place Want to erase all the pain that's up in my brain Make a sane wigga wish that he was insane No one can blame me if I turn the gun upon myself The remedy to my everyday failing health Fuck the wealth, It ain't doin' nothin' good for me I'd rather be a poor man draped in exstacy Wanna see me in the hood rollin down the block Like a bunny make my ride jump, make it drop Fuck the plot, it's a vision not reality It seemed so clear now it's pulled out from under me I'm representin' to the fullest and I give a fuck I'll keep on dodgin' bullets till I'm out of luck... what Times are getting hard and I see myself spread thin Too many bills and not enough cash comin' in What should I do, go back to slangin Ya Or find another way to make my game pay 'Cuz everytime you think you're out you get pulled in It's hard as fuck to turn away, can't turn my back to my friends So when the call comes in, I gotta grab my gat Lay them suckas flat, put it down like that 'Cuz I be that gangsta T-- the one and only wigga Down to pull the fuckin trigga on a punk ass figure That you're tough enough to match me shot for shot You only pulled your shit once, I do it a lot And don't think I forgot or think I'll forget About all my old homeys and how deep we get 'Cuz I can keep your shit cool when that shit get's hot So recognize what time it is when I hit your block ©2003 Lil' T Studios