Questions · letra

What can I do now that I'm under pressure? Was always taught to give my heart never settle for lesser Although the weight of the world seems like it's on my shoulders Can't break the heart of a soldier but got me getting colder I hear these voices in my head tuggin me persitent Sometimes I think I should pray but feel I'm too distant Or will he listen I heard the Lord don't hear sinners prayer But recognize your time of viitation when it's there No moan can come to the Father unless the spirit draw him Mutilated with the thorns on his head would of been me Seen the nails in his hands should have been me Lord help me cause temptations knockin at my door Started with a little sin then watch it grow I can't contrl it it's too strong now it's controlling me I wish to break away free but it keeps holding me Maybe the kust of the world's the reason for my treason But the plesure of sin lasts only for a season And dear God can you please help me understand How sin could be so wrong yet so fun to man And why didn't you kill Satan when he wasn't true But then again who am I to try and question you, never question God

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Dear God if you can hear me let's have a little discussion Though they told me as a child never bother you with my question I just need some direction and understanding, tell me what to do You just told me to have faith and never question you

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Lord I see the Light tell me am I blinded? Or nothings wrong with my sight you just never shined it Though I don't deserve it Lord tell me can you bless me? And pray my faith don't fail when the devil come to test me Won't let it stress me but the bills late and rents due The same thing last month a nigga went through Don't wanna gang bang or slang 'cain to maintain' Have to have me on the floor repenting for the same thing Every other day it seem impossible to break free And when you come back for your people Lord take me And make me a child of God and all you had to say Was everything is new and old things is passed away Don't question God, but you have not cause you ask not I lost homiez on the street that's in peace casue they blast not When you gonna punish out oppressor? But it's up to You Why do the good die young but who am I to try and question you?

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My momma always told me Chille' baby go to church Stop drinking erk & jerk get a job and go to work But I proceeded to sell dope that's just the thang I was into They never knew bout the raids and shoot outs I been through Living lthat G-life a sergeant with G-Stripes Trying to stack mail and avoid jail strikes Neighborhood rocker-fella a walking ready teller Forced to live in the underworld so I could libe my life better No cashmer sweaters khaki's braids and some chucks Come around my hood I'm the forst to hit you up Tell me what would a Gee do? Well you really don't know cuzz you ain't walked in my shoes The county blues got me heel toe toe I know banging was wrong but it was real though Sometimes I lay in my bed and stare at the ceiling I wonder why L.A. got all the killin Wonder why you changed my mind and start revealing And the Spirit's so strong I can't fight the feelins Once again I ask myself what would a Gee do? And the answer was clear I don't have to question You