[Hook 1: Krizz Kaliko] Yeah, I just hope that I’m alive for it Sacrificed everything up under the sky for it Crossed my heart to only die for it, yea Feel like it’s comin’, I just hope that I’m alive for it Sing junior (La, la, la) Sing for the world (La, la, la) Sing for the people (La, la, la) Yeah (La, la, la)
[Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko] Globe trottin’, me and N9na ain’t stoppin’ Eye poppin’, stage antics for your eye sockets Antibiotics are so toxic I take ‘em so I can still keep the people’s head noddin' This the Mister Kali Baby, how you’ve been? From here to Iraq and back, that’s how we live Eatin’ in gas stations, fast foods, that’s how it goes Months got us surpassing, every hood send the casket closed (Okay) And if you missed us, we’ve been right under your nose We home for Christmas, then right back on the road It’s been a great blessing, a lesson of sorts Baby got new shoes, put 'em in the best schools that I can afford Been a long way since Travis' Ford, drivin’ us back and forth And I only need one reward, they see your people look poor (Okay) Dip my head in the holy water, pray the Holy Father Forgive me for wrongs and just let me live a ltttle bit longer
[Hook 2: Krizz Kaliko] Yeah, I just hope that I’m alive for it Sacrificed everything up under the sky for it Crossed my heart to only die for it, yea Feel like it’s comin’, I just hope that I’m alive for it Sing junior (La, la, la) Yeah (La, la, la) Sing for the people (La, la, la) Yeah (La, la, la)
[Verse 2: Big Scoob] Scoob Don’t think it’s comin’ nigga, especially not the way I wanted How it’s supposed to be, it's old to me so I'm still on it Ain’t no frontin’ it, no stuntin’ man, I came from nothin’ A block nigga, everything I’m worth came from hustlin’ This rap shit full of tricks, ain’t no ruse in it Flip a switch, back to itch and I can’t lose with it I dump that pow wow get them tow wow’s on my food with it Play me 5 pow I go pow pow, that means you get it I read these blogger sites where rocker tights been talking trife They can't feel my life and what I write when I bless a mike If they ain’t feelin’ what the villain spillin’ fuck 'em man This what I’m spillin’ till my killin' and then come back again Never win, never will, never end in battles It’s like I’m tryna push a herd of sheep that’s really cattle I’m so rattled in the saddle, it’s a bumpy ride It wouldn’t matter if I died or if I stayed alive
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[Outro] Lord, please watch over and protect my cousin Chris, Father God, please protect Chris Heavenly Father, please take care of my baby God please bless my uncle Lord bless uncle Chris Bless my uncle Chris Thank you Heavenly Father for protecting my husband in Jesus’ name, amen God bless my daddyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
