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[Intro] <br />It's gon' be aight though (ohh) <br />This one's for you, yeah! <br />Cadillacs on 22s... <br />Pimp my voice and mack these beats.. <br />Pray to the to the lord for these Mississippi streets <br /> <br />[Chorus - repeat 2x] <br />Cadillacs on 22s <br />I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true <br />Pimp my voice and mack these beats and <br />Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey! <br /> <br />[Verse] <br />God I know that we pimp <br />God I know that we wrong <br />God I know why she talk about Moet all of my songs <br />I know these kids are listening <br />I know I'm here for a mission <br />But it's so hard to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten <br />I know these balls are talking <br />Lord I wanna do right <br />I tried to fight but these demons they comp at me at night <br />Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my boys <br />I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got the whining Roy <br />My couzins sweet, momma lay that Jason <br />Lord I'm praying for swacking my heart is still impatient <br />Keep 'em off them drugs, far away from thugs <br />He's still my hero but just a shell bed or what it was <br />Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I hear ya calling <br />And shit wrong wit balling <br />But my soul is just steadily falling <br />And the sex and the dead, and the other jail <br />God I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in hell? <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Verse] <br />Lord they hung Andre Jones <br />Lord they hung Reynold Johnson <br />Lord I wanna fight back but I'm just so sick of bouncing <br />Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord just please tell me something <br />My folks still dumping my music, bumping but I feel nothing <br />My heart is steadily pumping <br />My heart is steadily breaking <br />Sometimes I feel like I'm faking, man <br />I'm so sick of taking <br />Maybe hell ain't a place meant for us to burn <br />Maybe Earth is telling just a place for us to learn <br />Bout yo love, yo will and grace <br />Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first place <br />Maybe this first base, God knocked the ball up out the park <br />So we can come home this world right here is feeling so dark <br />Feeling so cold, Lord I'm feeling so old <br />I dunno if I can take this world right here no more <br />22 inch rims on the 'Lac <br />I guess that was yo footprint in the sand carrying us on yo back <br /> <br />[Chorus (2x)]
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[Intro] <br />It's gon' be aight though (ohh) <br />This one's for you, yeah! <br />Cadillacs on 22s... <br />Pimp my voice and mack these beats.. <br />Pray to the to the lord for these Mississippi streets <br /> <br />[Chorus - repeat 2x] <br />Cadillacs on 22s <br />I ain't did nothing in my life but stayed true <br />Pimp my voice and mack these beats and <br />Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey! <br /> <br />[Verse] <br />God I know that we pimp <br />God I know that we wrong <br />God I know why she talk about Moet all of my songs <br />I know these kids are listening <br />I know I'm here for a mission <br />But it's so hard to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten <br />I know these balls are talking <br />Lord I wanna do right <br />I tried to fight but these demons they comp at me at night <br />Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my boys <br />I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got the whining Roy <br />My couzins sweet, momma lay that Jason <br />Lord I'm praying for swacking my heart is still impatient <br />Keep 'em off them drugs, far away from thugs <br />He's still my hero but just a shell bed or what it was <br />Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I hear ya calling <br />And shit wrong wit balling <br />But my soul is just steadily falling <br />And the sex and the dead, and the other jail <br />God I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in hell? <br /> <br />[Chorus] <br /> <br />[Verse] <br />Lord they hung Andre Jones <br />Lord they hung Reynold Johnson <br />Lord I wanna fight back but I'm just so sick of bouncing <br />Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord just please tell me something <br />My folks still dumping my music, bumping but I feel nothing <br />My heart is steadily pumping <br />My heart is steadily breaking <br />Sometimes I feel like I'm faking, man <br />I'm so sick of taking <br />Maybe hell ain't a place meant for us to burn <br />Maybe Earth is telling just a place for us to learn <br />Bout yo love, yo will and grace <br />Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first place <br />Maybe this first base, God knocked the ball up out the park <br />So we can come home this world right here is feeling so dark <br />Feeling so cold, Lord I'm feeling so old <br />I dunno if I can take this world right here no more <br />22 inch rims on the 'Lac <br />I guess that was yo footprint in the sand carrying us on yo back <br /> <br />[Chorus (2x)]
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