作曲 : Lecrae Moore/NELSON CHU/Brenden McPeek Where am I going? What I'm living for? I rolled the dice on life so tell me what they getting for it I'm three shots in, probably depressed But crying about my problems ain't gonna get me out this mess Ride around playing Scarface, I'm a hard case I want to die, but I'm scared of looking in God's face Popping pills and powder, trying to kill some hours Cause when I'm sober, man I promise I can feel the power Of death eating me slowly I'm on my way Heaven or Hell? Well that's only for God to say I lost some people but I never like to talk about it (nah) Hard time, we go through 'em we don't walk around 'em I'm too mature to go listen to Black Hippy Get trippy, smoke on the sticky, and find a Britney that's pretty, naw I know that only pacifies my problem There's something deep inside me and I can't seem to resolve it My worst days, man I just want to revolver My best days I'm blinded by all this fog, huh I'm in the ride looking mean, money in the jeans Ladies all cling to the fabric like static But in the end, you know it's all a bad habit Strangers on my Craftmatic, man we all some addicts Perfect junkies trying to find who we really are Hypnotized by the rims on a pretty car
[Hook: Kevin Ross] Why? Lord I know the truth, but I'm good in my lies If loving this is wrong I don't want to be right It keeps pulling me down, so I look to the clouds There is the devil, the devil in disguise
[Verse 2: Lecrae] They brag about a million dollars like that's supposed to make us cold I know better, I seen Jay chase a hundred more If he ain't satisfied with it, what's the point in running? Just sit here with a blunt and watch these rappers try to stunt And break necks for paychecks, if I ain't broke I'm still broken; tie a noose into this tightrope Then I walk and feel the hellfire on my heels But I ain't hurt enough to heal, I don't want to kneel If God's real, I believe he became a man Otherwise, ain't no other way to understand What it's like to be me What it's like to be an outcast tempted by all the devil's diseases So if it pleases Him to rescue a fool I'll be drowning in a pool of liquor to keep cool Smoking a Kool, like the old heads do Call me Nat King Cole, like I'm gonna spread blue Pain a pest, I been trying to smoke it out But it never seems to die when I choke it out I try to drink it away but my stomach swell And what I'm drinking on earth, I'll probably throw up in Hell, well Jesus they say You'll take away my cancer Accept the mess of a man that I am and give me answers (please) They say You died for the selfishness that I'm pursuing Before I head to my ruin, turn my eyes to you Six shots in and half past sober I pray when I wake up the darkness will be over God, I'm six shots in, half past sober Pray when I wake up the darkness will be over
[Hook]
作曲 : Lecrae Moore/NELSON CHU/Brenden McPeek Where am I going? What I'm living for? I rolled the dice on life so tell me what they getting for it I'm three shots in, probably depressed But crying about my problems ain't gonna get me out this mess Ride around playing Scarface, I'm a hard case I want to die, but I'm scared of looking in God's face Popping pills and powder, trying to kill some hours Cause when I'm sober, man I promise I can feel the power Of death eating me slowly I'm on my way Heaven or Hell? Well that's only for God to say I lost some people but I never like to talk about it (nah) Hard time, we go through 'em we don't walk around 'em I'm too mature to go listen to Black Hippy Get trippy, smoke on the sticky, and find a Britney that's pretty, naw I know that only pacifies my problem There's something deep inside me and I can't seem to resolve it My worst days, man I just want to revolver My best days I'm blinded by all this fog, huh I'm in the ride looking mean, money in the jeans Ladies all cling to the fabric like static But in the end, you know it's all a bad habit Strangers on my Craftmatic, man we all some addicts Perfect junkies trying to find who we really are Hypnotized by the rims on a pretty car
[Hook: Kevin Ross] Why? Lord I know the truth, but I'm good in my lies If loving this is wrong I don't want to be right It keeps pulling me down, so I look to the clouds There is the devil, the devil in disguise
[Verse 2: Lecrae] They brag about a million dollars like that's supposed to make us cold I know better, I seen Jay chase a hundred more If he ain't satisfied with it, what's the point in running? Just sit here with a blunt and watch these rappers try to stunt And break necks for paychecks, if I ain't broke I'm still broken; tie a noose into this tightrope Then I walk and feel the hellfire on my heels But I ain't hurt enough to heal, I don't want to kneel If God's real, I believe he became a man Otherwise, ain't no other way to understand What it's like to be me What it's like to be an outcast tempted by all the devil's diseases So if it pleases Him to rescue a fool I'll be drowning in a pool of liquor to keep cool Smoking a Kool, like the old heads do Call me Nat King Cole, like I'm gonna spread blue Pain a pest, I been trying to smoke it out But it never seems to die when I choke it out I try to drink it away but my stomach swell And what I'm drinking on earth, I'll probably throw up in Hell, well Jesus they say You'll take away my cancer Accept the mess of a man that I am and give me answers (please) They say You died for the selfishness that I'm pursuing Before I head to my ruin, turn my eyes to you Six shots in and half past sober I pray when I wake up the darkness will be over God, I'm six shots in, half past sober Pray when I wake up the darkness will be over
