Field Mob All I Know (Feat. Cee-Lo & Jazze Pha) Скачать

I came up in the hood infested with teenage hustlers
Street grinders, paper chasers, scraping busters
By keeping dusted up noses and canes on pipe and hands

So they can one day ride candy paint just like the man
That's ill, trying not to bite his hand
But they need him to keep em from life where they stand

Every night praying but prayers go as far as the ceiling
Got me feeling like I'm cursed from all this hard that I'm dealing
And all of this liquor hooping, rubber and goose necking
That I do when I want to got me losing blessings
God said, "Here take the next two steps" so I take the first

I did, but ended up picking center spurs from under my feet
Lost faith and jumped in the streets
Back to serving rocks, dying to the chrome and the heat
And running with G's dedicated to the block with them
They left me alone when my greens were up like pot liquor

All I know
That I done been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't be the last
I gotta slow down cause I'm living too fast
It's time to admit I need some help
Still living with my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't about who's straight, who real, who fake
And who gay, it's about who we praise

You can't clock my consistent and endless efforts of upliftment
Trees and branches get draft, when I'm
Chopping down the path to walk down
Actually don't even know how talk sound
I'm trying to stop the next death
Cause they drawing on the sharp ground
Matter of factly, I stand alone with no entourage to back me

God is my every existant exhalation, exactly
I pimp prophecy so profound the labels won't like to contract me
I'm one of a kind they got to find a satellite to contact me

Let us vow, and thank the almighty God for right now
For the strength to, smile through the tribulation and trial
For sparing me, when the devil was daring me
And scaring me, synonymous with preparing me
And to my family, the Dodger family
And y'all family, we all family

And to my health and my home and my son, Kingston
My tongue is my gun, revolution's already begun

All I know
That I done been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't be the last
I gotta slow down cause I'm living too fast
It's time to admit I need some help
Still living with my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't about who's straight, who real, who fake
And who gay, it's about who we praise

All I know is charge cards, cars and clothes
Man it's all for show, it all could go, and when it's gone

You alone, running up your cell phone
Calling God for hoes to say that that day ain't awful close
And if you ball and play on it cause God's your coach
And it don't matter about the lies you told, laws you broke
Dangs you drank, gang of cigars you smoked
He gon' forgive you, that's why, don't get me wrong

I like LL but, God's the GOAT
He the greatest of all time and from line to line

Can I get a amen? (Amen brother!)
We got to stop, we got to stop doing dirt
Coming to church with the devil tucked in your purse
Sister Samantha from Atlanta, can't even finish her prayer

Worried about is Sister Martha there
Always worried about what Sister Martha wear
Is she wild or is she riding the MARTA there?
It don't matter, at least Sister Martha there
At Sunday service with a Bible like a furnace out
But God bless her, we here to thank God
And thou shall step inside this holy church thanking
I say step inside this holy church thanking
We all God's property, not just Kirk Franklin

All I know
That I done been down this road before
It ain't the first time, won't be the last
I gotta slow down cause I'm living too fast
It's time to admit I need some help
Still living with my momma, can't feed myself
Life ain't about who's straight, who real, who fake
And who gay, it's about who we praise