Good Lordy Lordy

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Pain is what they do to me I know poor baby I been saying peace Lord I might go crazy
Send a angel as a life guard maybe black and proud to be 
I don't know no more I gotta go grab 
Chrome or go back home my only question when the storm gone go 
We gotta weather it good lordee good lordee

God your son frustrated let's talk about it I need a second 
Cause my skin complexion is a curse a 
Secret weapon Nine millimeter they shoot us down in a millisecond blood on my hands 
You gone judge me cause I conceal this weapon you said you love me den make your 
Angels intercept it Between the machine and my neighbor this dangerous section 
You see the hate on they face gotta feed the peasants 
They a plot on your fortune intervene methods fucking bastards 
Watch em panic 
When dey see detectives
I embrace the little things thats how I count my blessings hard 
To comprehend the bible but I heed your message
Mentality we still in chains we rob each other necklace
I'm made in your image that make 
Me special right they prolly love me more in my afterlife face on shirt 
Holding candlelights right 
At the sky I didn't have to die they threw shade right after shine 
I can't wait just to chat wit god 
Like after all please explain why being black a crime when this said and done 
I hope your angels  
Is my chaperone survivors guilt a have u thinkin you not black enough 
It be seeming like the 
Whole world mad at us when a black kid die yall aint mad enough Pac died mad at 
Suge Big died mad at Puff a lot of shit not added up when it's simple math to us 

Pain is what they do to me I know poor baby I been saying peace Lord I might go crazy
Send a angel as a life guard maybe black and proud to be 
I don't know no more I gotta go grab 
Chrome or go back home my only question when that storm gone go my only question When that storm gone go We gotta weather it good lordee good lordee

Rock in a hard place look at yall face yeah dey all hate not at all sane 
God have mercy on yall 
Name from a place where they gun us down 
Then the law blame that storm just left another 
Storm came without a warning paul bearers by the morning 
For sure thing Ahmaud Aubrey he 
Was jogging seen the whole thing willie lynch him in the streets 
And his son came god where you 
At we getting no change when need a fair exchange like the dope game instead we get 
Bullets first the rope came good lorde lorde know the police on me 
Hope you hold me closely 
Holy ghost me they approaching if you listen holes in story 
Blood leaking curly up like rollie pollie 
Provoke me just to smoke me dear streets and the police no beef
Yall on me it's high not low 
Key my soul it's gone speak

Pain is what they do to me I know poor baby I been saying peace Lord I might go crazy
Send a angel as a life guard maybe black and proud to be 
I don't know no more I gotta go grab 
Chrome or go back home my only question when that storm gone go my only question When that storm gone go We gotta weather it good lordee good lordee

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