LORD PLEASE Lyrics

Yeah

Lord Please

Give me the strength to proceed

Yeah, yeah.

Lord Please

Give me the strength to proceed

As I walk through this fire at a thousand degrees

They start to conspire with a whole new regime

While I sit in recline comfortable in my seat

You sending signs I don't know what they mean

I think I see 'em sometimes but its still fogging my screen

I know the truth, this life ain't all that it seems

I'm not an actor, but I guess I'll take a role on the scene

Even Jesus Christ believes he's nice

Pristine insight with ease he writes

Each speech ignites, easily he's in even sights

With each MC he sees in sight, might even sweep the site

Without a care of what they see him like

With my back to the concrete its an even fight you see

They treat us like they feed us life. When really

We don't even need invites

Break this floor, break down this door, and make due

With shit that they ain't do before

I'm thankful of course, but we've been made to endure

And it ain't cool if I can't shoot to score

If I can't tell you what I'm doing this for

Then its clear that I'm losing my course

I'm losing my force. But I don't ever lose

In this sport, excuse the confusion I think I'm

Losing it Lord

Lord Please

Give me the strength to proceed

As I walk through this fire at a thousand degrees

They start to conspire with a whole new regime

While I sit in recline comfortable in my seat

You sending signs I don't know what they mean

I think I see 'em sometimes but its still fogging my screen

I know the truth, this life ain't all that it seems

I'm not an actor, but I guess I'll take a role on the scene

And as I walk through the valley of the shadow of death

I take a look at my life and realize there's much left

My success, is a Vince dunk, no contest

Keep these words precise they slice like a cutlass

Rappers is chicken, I'm shredding these cutlets

Dudes stomachs is missin' might say that they're gutless

Not unless, they ain't got much left

Cause I know dudes tell stories for much less

I just get, an inch to kill 'em with these chords

I deform these weak hordes when pressing record

Let 'em speak more and I peep more

Of shit I deplore, send 'em my way they'll take a

Detour or be torched, by 413 force

Where you hit the club sometimes, just to see floors

Tryna really forget the city and see shores

None of 'em are really fuckin' with me, save 'em

Please Lord, Lord Please.