Survivor's Guilt ft. Silver Lyrics

Question

When you down on ya blessings

Lost in ya essence

Do you hit ya knees and pray that no weapon

Will ya likeness fall

When the righteous stand tall

Or will you sit around

Consumed with doubt

Even if you finally manage

To make it out

Survivor's guilt

Back against the wall

But we going make it

The opportunity coming

And we gon take it

Ain't no waiting around

I been way too patient

My brudda told me call on

God cuz he won't leave me

Having inner battles with my conscience

I be bout to go quit

Cuz a lot of my niggas

Never make it out of this shit

But this that feeling when the pressure

And the efforts collide

By any means

Do what it take to survive

Starvin like marvin

I’m picturing commas

I’m honest

Far from the target

Forgetting the promise

I’m thomas

Receiving the audit

God is the author I’m pompous

Subject to trauma

Counsel my mental I lost it

Expressing my heart

Probably considered just conscious

My niggas done died

Dreams are more costly than offered

Stuck in this weather

I witness pain drip on the coffins

Wifey praying for peace

She seeking His name

But it’s hard to be serious

When life is playing these games

A twenty-two then turned to twenty-two shots

That hit a man who was on his way to twenty-two

All he owned was Shackles and his shoes

Trapped in this shit

Meet death with a kiss

Trapped in the cycle

Head in the Bible

Hand on the rifle

Fight for survival

Pray for revival

Humans lost like a tourist in America

Jordan Peele

Get Out of this narrative

Constantly written

Constant reveal of the tension

You don’t want to beef wit a vegan

It’s treason

Meaningless reasons

It’s hell on my way to heaven

Only quick stop is seven-eleven

Twelve reports say it’s a one eight seven

By a three-fifty seven

While Jesus telling me beware of the leavened

I’m spilt in the middle like malcolm

I’m drowning

It’s only you that I’m telling

I’m second guessing

The only letter

That it’s I in this message

Because I’m lacking perfection but

God just want my confession

That He can save all the brethren

I’m struggling with the beverage

My sanity a possession

Confusion is my profession

My antics are frantic actions

I panic living in traffic

I hate to slave in disaster

The Cross is my only leverage

To freedom

Woah

Back against the wall

But we going make it

The opportunity coming

And we gon take it

Ain't no waiting around

I been way too patient

My brudda told me call on

God cuz he won't leave me

Having inner battles with my conscience

I be bout to go quit

Cuz a lot of my niggas

Never make it out of this shit

But this that feeling when the pressure

And the efforts collide

By any means

Do what it take to survive

If you still here

Then you made it

And if it feels good

You can say it

Cuz a lot of niggas

Never leave the basement

Running out of time

When ya mind been in enslavement

But still our

Back against the wall

But we going make it

The opportunity coming

And we gon take it

Ain't no waiting around

I been way too patient

My brudda told me call on

God cuz he won't leave me

Having inner battles with my conscience

I be bout to go quit

Cuz a lot of my niggas

Never make it out of this shit

But this that feeling when the pressure

And the efforts collide

By any means

Do what it take to survive