The Sermon

Lyrics

Yo yo yo yo, yo
 Turn my mic up some. turn my mic up some.
 Turn my mic, check check, check, turn my mic up some
 Almighty, uhh.
 [Verse One]
 Lord forgive me now
 This be the best way I know how, to get this out
 I can't sing so I have to bounce
 Even though, that's not what my style's about
 I hate this world, sometimes it gets me
 when family and friends are not friendly
 I just don't get it - so I sit home
 in the bassment lights low on the mic and spit it
 They plot, to get my scratch
 Not knowin the time to get where I'm at now
 In my face, like I owe 'em somethin
 Handout from me, and never did nuttin (word up)
 They're mad at me, like I changed
 It's hard on me Lord, it's wreckin my brain
 Is it me? I know it can't be
 So I ask you, please help me, now
 [Chorus: R. Kelly - *sampled*]
 Sometimes I laugh, tryin to keep from cryin
 If I was plain out of luck, then tell me who could I trust
 See I work so hard, just to get ahead
 If it wasn't for God, I'd probably be dead
 [Verse Two]
 Uhh, I laugh when ain't nuttin funny
 Meanwhile cats wanna count my money
 Plan on me, to get jumped or somethin
 Plot-ting like E's punk or somethin
 Feels so strange, how I maintain
 to last in the game, throughout my fame
 I'm focused man, the E stay the same
 Hate when folks call me out my name
 Damn Lord, heal my body
 Cause I'm mad enough to kill somebody
 Even hard to trust my lady
 Did she lock me down to have my baby?
 I know she love me - damn it's nuttin
 The world's so corrupt, it got me buggin
 Uhh, I wanna move away like (?)
 Y'all feel me - yo, R. Kelly
 [Chorus]
 [Verse Three]
 Huh, yo, huh
 The game changed, damn I should quit
 Can't get respect, without havin a hit
 Someone somewhere talkin shit
 Got fake cats in my clique
 But I deal with the cards that's dealt
 Try to make music that's heartfelt
 Still doin eighty on the Belt'
 In the Escalade, with Dolce shades
 I've been paid, now what's left?
 I guess, should I stress life or death (huh?)
 Sometimes I wanna end it all
 Live at peace, with 'Pac and Smalls
 Can't do that, got fam at the crib
 My moms, my pops, my girl and my kids (uh-huh)
 . open my eyes
 So I ask you, please help me, now
 [Chorus]

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Song Details

Duration
03:04
Key
7
Tempo
109 BPM

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