f/ Jennifer TaylorZ-Ro, Z-Ro...[Z-Ro]24 up in this game, and I don't own a damn thangJust a bunch of bags receiving blows, trying to maintainDealing with insanity, probably dumping demanding meStarted out at a slow pace, now I'm losing it rapidlyTrying to keep my faith in God, but my spirit is scarredI wanna do it but if I do it, I won't wake up to the LordI'm living hard, ain't nobody giving me no handoutsSince I'm one deep I get all the attention, therefor I stand outNow everybody know, I don't socialize keepingTo myself, cause partnas might be bad to my healthComing around, when I got a few ends when a nigga brokeThey chunk the deuce, that's what they groovingMr. Z-Ro staying home alone, kicking it with my plastic or chromeUntil I find peace, I continue to roamI just wanna be left alone, let me make it 'fore I snap this is my sermonI'm a preacher, bitch this is deeper than rap[Hook: Jennifer Taylor]Sinning tripping, on this ghetto lifeNo one understands the life of the fastAin't no sense in, trying to close my eyesCause out this ghetto, I know that I must rise[Z-Ro]Let me clear throat, so I can tell you about this life of sinI hope that you can cope, we killing eachother to make some divid-endsI don't wanna sound crazy, but I'll make you push up daisiesYou better give it up give it up, give it to meLet me clear throat, even though I don't want to I'm hustling all night longI had to learn the ropes, I got nickels and dimesAnd 20's and halves, and even whole zonesI won't sell to no undercover, I'm gonna let my mack 10 stutterYou better give it up give it up, I gotta stay free[Hook: Jennifer Taylor][Z-Ro]I done lost all of my old school fools, to the bulletTrigga happy motherfuckers, catch a beatdown grip the trigger and pull itStaying high, elevated above the stressHoping God blessed a familiar face, might slug my vestAnd ever since the days, of a little childSported a frown, like it was going out of styleAdolescence to juvenile, to a grown manInnocent Christian, till I woke up with the blood on my on handGod please forgive me for sinning, I'm on a missionGotta do something about it, fuck bitching with a vivid vision of prisonI'm paranoid, walking through the graveyardOn my knees screaming, release me from the demonMighty savior, the pain is major I've been hurting so longI'd rather be wet when I'm depressed, cause I don't even know what's wrongI just wanna be left alone, let me make it 'fore I snap this is my sermonI'm a preacher, bitch it's deeper than rap[Hook: Jennifer Taylor - 2x](Jennifer Taylor)Sinning tripping, sinning trippingZ-Ro, Z-Ro - 2xSinning tripping, sinning trippingYeeeeeahCause out this ghetto, I know that I must riseNo one understands the life of the fastZ-Ro, Z-Ro, Z-Ro
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