Gallows Lyrics

We finally made it through

We on our way home

G.I

I finally made it through the gallows

Now my whip is yellow

I'm optimistic, prime, run the game

Many years, strike chords like a cello

I tell them get the hell on

Only like them Redbone

This shit get wicked in here

I got the plaques up on my walls

I'm the realest in here

She think she love me

Thats until she, make my tone change

A simple product of the genocides and road rage

It's past midnight, peep the conversations

My intent is all ill, needing proper placement

Steps ahead, still behind in the crowded basement

I'm using wisdom when I'm speaking to the congregation

I felt the shift of the pendulum need better pacing

Guess when time stands still, then we all waiting

All in need of some hope, but not all praying

I guess we'd rather fall in line with the shell casings

Lord, help him out the gallows

Yeah

Lord, help him out the gallows

Yeah

Lord, help him out the gallows

Now my whip is yellow

I tell them bitches get the hell on

Lord, help him out the gallows

How many more must bleed on the floor with lifeless veins

You said you did it for the set, this a life exchange

Ain't no currency enough to pay the price

Taking gambles with your life while against some loaded dice

How many more must bleed on the floor, I can't relax

When Uncle Sam getting paid off my income tax

But leave the youth for the struggle opposite a Disney bubble

Gotta sift through the rubble of they falling peers

They call collect and, pray these bitches wanna lend an ear

But fall deaf, blame the almighty check

The way them niggas moving, this is prideful neglect

No thoughts for the gutter, let them bitches hold their breath

How many more must bleed on the floor with lifeless veins

I guess we all got regrets, that's the price we pay

Ain't no currency enough to pay the price

Taking gambles with your life while against some loaded dice

Lord, help him out the gallows

Yeah

Lord, help him out the gallows

GBG

Lord, help him out the gallows

Now my whip is yellow

I tell them bitches get the hell on

Lord, help him out the gallows

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