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Blind Faith
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Nappy Roots
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Yeah, what's the end result? If I get it how I live, what happens to my soul? I can't look back or I'ma turn to salt Yesterday's in the past, today's not my fault (Nope) Speakin' to myself, thinkin' positive thoughts Stay focused on the dollar, keep my eye on the law I'm ridin' 'til the wheels fall, engine and all Wishin' for better days, I guess my timin' is off I'm lookin' for a sign, I can tell that I'm lost Please, Lord, save my soul like I'm nailed to the cross "I can't take this sh*t no more", as I yell to the boss Motherf**k this nine to five, no matter the cost I'ma get it how I live like I started this verse Know death is for certain but not tryin' is worse Rent's due on the first and I already paid 'nough dues for a lifetime, sorry, I'm late I'm runnin (I'm runnin', yeah) I ain't got faith anymore Don't have no love anymore I got no patience I'm runnin' (I'm runnin') And I can't take it no more My faith, it all been so numb Tired of waiting I'm runnin' Like a quarterback sneak Unexpectedly I creep Livin' life with no peace Sane life with no grief Take it all as it comes No joy, pain, just numb 'Cause where I'm from's way beyond We won't be here for long We prolong what's to come Ain't no garter wit' them heels, right? Try tellin' that to them Isrealiates Or a mother cryin' on the waitin' floor waitin' for What the hell he made Satan for? Pops ashamed, I won't say no more Life is good if you livin' Everybody, save the children Every cop should hate the killers They say, "God's good", I say, "Really?" Wakin' up in a cold sweat Every morning, I'm like, "Oh, sh*t" Demons steady tryna push a n***a Tryna make me lose my focus I'm runnin (Oh, oh) I ain't got faith anymore Don't have no love anymore I got no patience I'm runnin' (I'm runnin') And I can't take it no more My faith, it all been so numb Tired of waiting I'm runnin' Jesus ain't the only way But for those who think that he's the one It's better to have the faith of a mustard seed than none I thank God everyday (Everyday) woke me up to see the sun Keep him as your co-pilot Don't let religion steer you wrong Focus on these ghetto songs Hope in heaven, hear my songs Dope is meltin' in my palms I done blacked up several times Chokin' in the devil's arms At best, it's iffy Fifty-fifty, yes, it's tricky I confess like reverand [?] When everything is said and done Until then, we just having fun Sure, sometimes, we succ*mb ('cc*mb) Still more signs yet to come (Come) We just blind, deaf and dumb (Dumb) We must have sex to come Goin' nowhere fast, catch the run (Ha) (Did you catch that?) Goin' nowhere fast, catch the run I'm runnin' (Oh, oh), yeah I ain't got faith anymore Don't have no love anymore I got no patience I'm runnin' And I can't take it no more My faith, it all been so numb Tired of waiting I'm runnin'
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