GhostWridah - Father Forgive 'Em текст песни

Let's take them to church, tell the preacher to pray
Versus hot and the devil, bitch I'm equal today
Pour a shot of that rimmy, 'till my cup run it over
Go to war with my demons, told the lord I'm a soldier.

I know this devils is lurking, so many 6s is present
Tell me who can you trust if you're getting high with the reverend?
Father, will you forgive me if I tip off a strippin'
If this honeys set owin' contribute to her prescription
See, she's sick and don't know it, fucking without protection
I just found out our future, I hope that give me your blessing
I know some niggers are stressing, got a chest for the pressure
Pay his daughter's tuition by selling crack nipple festers

Father, forgive 'em, yeah
Father, forgive 'em.
'cause I know not what I do, but I stay true
I'm yelling father forgive 'em

Forgive 'em for sinning, know this demons is watching
How you make it to heaven with only hell as an option
How you put down to chapel when all your enemies kill us
How you stop getting failure when all your niggers is steal us
Know, we live like gorillas, concrete jungle, no lying
Smoking morning with Marley, I'm tryin' make it to Zion
What's a fail without trying, what's a trial without haters

If you're gambling you're sinning, but what's the street without Vegas?
Statching purses for purpose, tired of working for circus
Try to juggle two jobs, make you feel like you're worthless
Father God I'm not perfect, but I work perfectly hard
And I'm just tryin' to get even, I pray I beat all the odds

Father, forgive 'em, yeah
Father, forgive 'em.
And I know not what I do, but I stay true
I'm yelling father forgive 'em

I said I'm bowlin' forever, serving whoever
And if you're loving this gold shit, give it together
Said the bigger the pressure, rock fin with the feeks
Caught broke down rivers, all I need is a heat
What are we? Is all about my money?
Down in a while I'm serving you and a dummie
Lord, I'm ready to shed blood and blood out
Serve my girl old girl to T fed out of mouth
You say nigger you roll, I say nigger, I'm pain
I preach my religion, thinking being our way
Riding heaven with phones, dig pill bag
I'm about to set loose, where my Father at?


Father, forgive 'em, yeah
Father, forgive 'em.
'cause I know not what I do, but I stay true
I'm yelling father forgive 'em



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