Lord! [Verse 1: Crooked I] I'm having rob-a-***** thoughts, like the Horseshoe Got all the tools in my box I'm a nut, missing a corkscrew Sittin' on my porch thinking this rapping ain't gon' happen Cause ******s reppin' that, like I'm the wrong ***** to pass the torch to Momma stressing cause her rent's due Can't borrow money from none of the homies, them *****s in a pitch, too My co-connect, he got pinched, too Andy Dufresne escaping Shawshank, the ******t I been through (Lord!) Refridgerator empty, inner anger in me simply waitin' to incubate [?] If a hater tempt me, I'mma disintegrate him quickly Spray the 3-80 'till bullets penetrate his kidney Sometimes I just wanna fall asleep in the tub Loaded on drugs - like I was inmitating Whitney Talk to god, just pray that he forgive me sleep (Rest!) Depressed, I been stressed Awaited the world on my chest, like a ****** pressing a planet I get dressed On a one man mission - hopped in my bucket with a bad transmission My hands itching Yeah I'm past ******ing and complaining And ain't trying to land in nobody's damn prison But I gotta take a chance - Man listen My pops was a magician, like David Blaine mixed with a mime He disappeared, didn't say a thing ***** bounced out, out to in Kansas Now I gotta find out where this ***** ***** pants is Man of the house, throw on his trousers Nothing like a child in them pedophile browsers But still a child lost his innocence in a [?] , live where the smile did Snatch purses and rap verses - I was a wild kid Fast forward to this gun in your face Mouth covered in tape I want what's in your safe I want you to resist So I can take all my anger out on somebody who ain't got nuttin' to do with this ******t Lord! [Hook: Crooked I] You don't know about the struggles in this ****** Late at night, stomach growling While you cuddle with your ****** And they tell me I would even go through troubles if I'm rich But I rather have something Cause having nothing is a ****** (Lord!) [Bridge: Crooked I] La La La La La You don't know about the struggles in this ****** (Lord!) La La La La La You don't know about the struggles in this ****** (Lord!) [Verse 2: Crooked I] [?]
Lord! [Verse 1: Crooked I] I'm having rob-a-***** thoughts, like the Horseshoe Got all the tools in my box I'm a nut, missing a corkscrew Sittin' on my porch thinking this rapping ain't gon' happen Cause ******s reppin' that, like I'm the wrong ***** to pass the torch to Momma stressing cause her rent's due Can't borrow money from none of the homies, them *****s in a pitch, too My co-connect, he got pinched, too Andy Dufresne escaping Shawshank, the ******t I been through (Lord!) Refridgerator empty, inner anger in me simply waitin' to incubate [?] If a hater tempt me, I'mma disintegrate him quickly Spray the 3-80 'till bullets penetrate his kidney Sometimes I just wanna fall asleep in the tub Loaded on drugs - like I was inmitating Whitney Talk to god, just pray that he forgive me sleep (Rest!) Depressed, I been stressed Awaited the world on my chest, like a ****** pressing a planet I get dressed On a one man mission - hopped in my bucket with a bad transmission My hands itching Yeah I'm past ******ing and complaining And ain't trying to land in nobody's damn prison But I gotta take a chance - Man listen My pops was a magician, like David Blaine mixed with a mime He disappeared, didn't say a thing ***** bounced out, out to in Kansas Now I gotta find out where this ***** ***** pants is Man of the house, throw on his trousers Nothing like a child in them pedophile browsers But still a child lost his innocence in a [?] , live where the smile did Snatch purses and rap verses - I was a wild kid Fast forward to this gun in your face Mouth covered in tape I want what's in your safe I want you to resist So I can take all my anger out on somebody who ain't got nuttin' to do with this ******t Lord! [Hook: Crooked I] You don't know about the struggles in this ****** Late at night, stomach growling While you cuddle with your ****** And they tell me I would even go through troubles if I'm rich But I rather have something Cause having nothing is a ****** (Lord!) [Bridge: Crooked I] La La La La La You don't know about the struggles in this ****** (Lord!) La La La La La You don't know about the struggles in this ****** (Lord!) [Verse 2: Crooked I] [?]
