Lord Knows Lyrics

God forgive me for I've sinned
and more than likely, Im'll sin again
But you know my heart and you know my soul
I don't know nothing else!
It's Mysonne!

I'm the mouth piece, the spokesman, I'm the extension cord.
For the gangstas on the bar in that prison yard.
Let's get p*ssy or dope from a prison guard
Caught trying to sneak weed in, so their visits barred.
All those hustlers on the block, they get it hard
and got a spot O.T. and send it with a broad.
I've seen him pour out liquor for my nigga gone.
Cause he hit a nigga queen, so they sent a pawn.
It's a wrong way to do the right thing
I'm hot, these niggas is warm, they like spring.
I'm summer time, hundred times realer than every one of mine
colleagues in my league, niggas don't wanna rhyme.
Clocks don't stop, niggas play running-time
Take ten of yours if a nigga take one of mine
What I have become? I'm an animal
I cake scheme, we the A-Team, and I'm Hannibal.
We fools got more tools than mechanics do
Hate cops and take shots like camera crews.
I got shooters that stay out the camera's view
Cause when it gets out of hand, they gonna handle you!
Its sparks fly like a roman candle do,
Momma whipped at me and said Im'll make a man of you.
Into a man I grew, no debating
Nigga say that I ain't real, then he hating
What up goods, we good in the B-Cross,
bullshit, roundtable, leaned back, feet crossed.
They can't see cause they're blinded by the f*ckery
Real recognize real, suckers see what suckers see.
I move so official, f*ck a niggas want from me?
I don't care, I ain't going nowhere, so they stuck with me
Trust in me, I won't lead you astray
I front-line, so I don't need you to spray.
It's crunch-time, so I'm gonna need you to pray.
I want mine, so I'm gonna need you to pay
Close attention to the tension when they mention my name
Is either praise or their intention is deception.
My comprehension of a lame is minimum.
But even the lames should say I'm killing them!
You ain't feeling them, you numb more than a motherf*cker
Matter of fact, nah, you dumber than a motherf*cker.
I come from the gutter, back blocks, black tops,
Church bells ring on Sunday, then the gats pop
And that's not no punchline or metaphor
Around here, prey stays away from the predator!
Ever saw a man shot at close range
In his head, see the red pour, shotty go bang.
I was exposed to that as a snotty nose may'ne
AS mommy filled her nose with cocaine
I was numbed up so it wasn't no thang
Step-father had me listening to Johnny Coltrane
When cocaine came in aluminum foil
had dope, ain't know what to do so it spoiled.
When it boils to steam, we go through it
When G's break the rules, you done blew it.
There's never no reason to snitch, you don't do it
The game is all f*cked up now, it's all ruined!
I'm congruent to the concrete
No matter how far I go, my arms is in arm's reach
Mysonne's speach motivates niggas
Fake niggas preach love
Everybody know they hate niggas!
Eight figures got them compromising principles.
Money over everything, that makes sense to you.
Not to me though, it's the Matrix, I'm Neo
Cause my soul is way bigger than my ego

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