This shit is for all the motherfuckin niggaz out thereDoin what the fuck they gotta do to feed the family[pastor troy]Hangin up out the window, ready to blowI'm harassed by crackers, the stress of the pastor-look in my eyes-I'm in the rain sellin my shadowBut it's gone still follow me, so I battle-nah, you gone make it-Naw fuck that, 'cause you lyinLook at how many made it, and look at how many tryin-so I guess you feel-No now I don't feel, never fell never willAsk phil I kept it real yeah it's still blood spill-who they kill? -All my folks-how they die? -Quickly, never really lived they lifeBut they died particularly anyone who kept it real-trap-And so many old friends, prayin for my profitMotherfucker talked to undercovers-so you sell drugs? -No, I show love, don't nobody love mePapa wasn't there for me, momma never hugged meBuggin me bout what I do, loan me a g or twoJust like I fuckin thought all you do is fuckin talkChorus: repeat 4xI do what I wanna do, I do what I have to doAnd if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at youI do what I wanna do, I do what I have to doAnd if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at you[pastor troy]When the pressure becomes too much upon my heartWhere the fuck I'm 'posed to go?Flex em like these other folks, fuck that shit twist mo' smokeI'm to' now, take mo to death will probably scare meSay I don't give a fuck no mo' my nigga I am readyGod already prepared me for hell so hell I'm straightGive me a house and crush up the house nuthin but weightAnd i'ma be the only pastor that'll be burninNo mistakes yeah you heard it, 'cause it wasn't miswordedBecause ain't nobody perfect, who knows if God forgave youJust because you done fucked up you askin him to save youBehave you, or I'll be forced to grab my rifleAnd anything I do will be done in my survival[Chorus:]
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