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  • 作词 : Derrick Johnson
    作曲 : Derrick Johnson
    Dear God I'm trying hard to reach you

    Dear God I see you're face in all I do

    Sometimes it's so hard to believe in

    Dear God I think it's time we had a conversation

    These lonely nights is getting to me so my mind is racing
    I think about this life I live
    And all the **** I'm facing
    More secrets in my mind than a freemason
    I get lonely at times and then I write these rhymes
    I'm only human I want to hit the club
    And **** a dime
    But I know that's not the answer to my problems
    Lord help me solve them disintegrate and dissolve them
    Laying in bed with a girl I'm pretty sure is my next
    Contemplating the *** while I think about my ex
    Am I wrong yeah
    Dear God am I wrong uh

    Dear God tell me am I wrong
    For living the life of a king surrounded by these pawns
    Fans telling me I'm the greatest but I never hear them
    'Cause I ain't hit the pinnacle yeah I'm still persevering
    Demons whispering in my ear but no I never fear them
    People thinking they on his level they ain't even near him
    I just want to spread positivity
    Through lyrical ability
    They call it selling out but I just call it versatility
    Yeah it's my life
    My wrongs and my rights
    My battle my songs and my fights
    Now everybody want to come around
    Tell me where was you last year when a brother was down
    Not a single one of you motherf*ckers believed in the brand
    Extended a hand
    And now you want to be my man
    I think not
    You quick to shape shift like ink blots
    The real dilla we cut classic no fitters
    What about the time I was nine
    And my mama almost murdered me
    Don't think I forgot that **** it still burdens me

    Her bare hands tight around my throat
    I can't breathe I screamed I can't breathe mama
    Don't you want me mama don't you love me
    Mama what the ****
    Where was you then God tell me now
    How's a brother supposed to stay sane tell me how
    Why you let me live but let another die
    Why you dry my tears but let another cry
    Gotta' know

    Set to detonate I gotta blow
    That **** for show
    I used to wonder why in the hell
    You would make me suffer
    But now in the end I understand that it made me tougher
    Get up when I'm down had enough almost drowned
    When **** rough I get tough and
    When I'm beaten to the ground
    I get up yeah
    I get up yeah yeah
    I get up when I'm down had enough almost drowned
    When **** rough I get tough
    And when I'm beaten to the ground
    I get up yeah

    I get up I get up
    Get up
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : Derrick Johnson
    [00:00.503] 作曲 : Derrick Johnson
    [00:01:06]Dear God I'm trying hard to reach you
    [00:07.98]
    [00:12.69]Dear God I see you're face in all I do
    [00:20.52]
    [00:24.55]Sometimes it's so hard to believe in
    [00:33.88]
    [00:46.14]Dear God I think it's time we had a conversation
    [00:48.74]
    [00:49.28]These lonely nights is getting to me so my mind is racing
    [00:51.97]I think about this life I live
    [00:53.36]And all the **** I'm facing
    [00:54.86]More secrets in my mind than a freemason
    [00:57.28]I get lonely at times and then I write these rhymes
    [01:00.25]I'm only human I want to hit the club
    [01:01.82]And **** a dime
    [01:02.69]But I know that's not the answer to my problems
    [01:04.93]Lord help me solve them disintegrate and dissolve them
    [01:07.63]Laying in bed with a girl I'm pretty sure is my next
    [01:10.31]Contemplating the *** while I think about my ex
    [01:13.11]Am I wrong yeah
    [01:15.20]Dear God am I wrong uh
    [01:17.60]
    [01:19.38]Dear God tell me am I wrong
    [01:21.19]For living the life of a king surrounded by these pawns
    [01:23.73]Fans telling me I'm the greatest but I never hear them
    [01:26.76]'Cause I ain't hit the pinnacle yeah I'm still persevering
    [01:29.19]Demons whispering in my ear but no I never fear them
    [01:32.16]People thinking they on his level they ain't even near him
    [01:34.87]I just want to spread positivity
    [01:36.55]Through lyrical ability
    [01:37.79]They call it selling out but I just call it versatility
    [01:40.62]Yeah it's my life
    [01:41.92]My wrongs and my rights
    [01:43.78]My battle my songs and my fights
    [01:46.48]Now everybody want to come around
    [01:48.32]Tell me where was you last year when a brother was down
    [01:51.15]Not a single one of you motherf*ckers believed in the brand
    [01:54.23]Extended a hand
    [01:55.23]And now you want to be my man
    [01:56.86]I think not
    [01:57.63]You quick to shape shift like ink blots
    [01:59.75]The real dilla we cut classic no fitters
    [02:02.03]What about the time I was nine
    [02:03.53]And my mama almost murdered me
    [02:05.72]Don't think I forgot that **** it still burdens me
    [02:07.92]
    [02:08.61]Her bare hands tight around my throat
    [02:10.45]I can't breathe I screamed I can't breathe mama
    [02:13.14]Don't you want me mama don't you love me
    [02:15.30]Mama what the ****
    [02:16.51]Where was you then God tell me now
    [02:18.40]How's a brother supposed to stay sane tell me how
    [02:21.17]Why you let me live but let another die
    [02:23.90]Why you dry my tears but let another cry
    [02:26.48]Gotta' know
    [02:26.91]
    [02:27.50]Set to detonate I gotta blow
    [02:28.99]That **** for show
    [02:30.03]I used to wonder why in the hell
    [02:31.62]You would make me suffer
    [02:32.69]But now in the end I understand that it made me tougher
    [02:35.09]Get up when I'm down had enough almost drowned
    [02:37.44]When **** rough I get tough and
    [02:39.25]When I'm beaten to the ground
    [02:40.20]I get up yeah
    [02:42.82]I get up yeah yeah
    [02:45.61]I get up when I'm down had enough almost drowned
    [02:48.38]When **** rough I get tough
    [02:49.80]And when I'm beaten to the ground
    [02:51.21]I get up yeah
    [02:52.92]
    [02:53.82]I get up I get up
    [02:56.84]Get up