Ben Solo - Deliver Me to Paradise (Dmtp) paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Deliver Me to Paradise (Dmtp) - Ben Solo



Tell you the truth I never had much
See I was part of the sad bunch
I always had less
But always wanted more
And I was just a couple dollars right above poor
I can hear 12 knoccin right outside my door
And i know it's the neighbors they really looking for
Gun shots as the body drops
Alleys sub abortion clinics
Random bodies thrown up in it
In the streets where I was playin
In the Jungles where im stayin
Gun shots by elementarys
These niggas wasnts playing
This throughout the whole land
L.A. streets where niggas slayin
You can go any part
It was still the same art
It was just a different color
It was still the same spark
Barb wire looped around where my momma use to park
My sister went to dorsey high
You see i played at the park
It's in the city of the Angels
I seen where them demons are
(Amen)
I hear them knoccin
Please lord dnt let them in
That's cuz I struggle daily to tame the ones within
At Audubon they didnt play
Its fist fights every single day
It was a debt you had to pay
At near by schools it was the same
A city filled with ragging kids
As we fight amongst each other
Cuz we lacc what knowledge is
Momma sittin here stressed
Cuz im out running these streets
She praying for me and my niggas
We was young and in these streets
Lord please
If I die before I wake...
(Before i wake)
I pray my lord my soul to take
(My soul you take)
And if I fail to see the morning light
(Morning Light)
Please Lord just Deliver Me To Paradise
(Paradise)
And If I die before I wake
I pray my lord my soul to take
(Pray my lord my soul you take)
And if I fail to see the morning light
Deliver me to paradise
(Deliver me to paradise)
Deliever me to Paradise
(Paradise)
Deliver me
And if i die before i wake
I pray my lord my soul you to take
(My soul you take)
(Amen)
And if i fail to see the morning light
Since my young pampers days
I knew i was chosen
And if you from the streets im from
You see they badly broken
I try to look for aspirations
But its looking hopeless
Enemy up in the street is not just me
The man is focused
Tryna catch me laccin
Handing out them Ls in deadly doses
Target found my eyes down range
Eyes locced i dnt no lose focus
If that fire has to spark
Cuz feel our words are hopeless
Laid upon his coffin
(Nigga)
Wear all blacc a dozen all white roses
Gang banging birthing hatred in the daily life
To point him out look right for yourself
True hatred is in your eyes
To no surprise you choose his fate
This action happens everyday
They point him out
Its not for play
Now candle light will lead his way
Last words to say
Pain and regret
Like decline
Get it off your chest
The pain to be tht starter
Getting action not up on the bench
You in the trench
To gain an inch
You got that heart
You not no bitch
But if you tht trigger
Is it worth the risk
To gain an inch
So If I die before I wake
(Before i wake)
I pray my Lord my soul you truly take
(My soul you take)
And if I fail to see the morning light
(Morning light)
Please Lord just Deliver Me To Paradise
(Paradise)
(Yea)
And if I die before I wake
I pray my lord my soul you take
(Pray my Lord my soul you take)
And if I fail to see the morning light
Please Lord just Deliver me to paradise
(Deliver me to paradise)
Deliver me to paradise
(Paradise)
Deliver me to paradise
And if i die before i wake before i wake
I pray my Lord my soul you take
(Yea)
And if I fail to see the morning light
(Deliver me)
Deliver me
Deliver me
(Deliver me)
And if I die before i wake
I pray my Lord my soul you truly take
(Amen)
And if I fail to see the morning the light
Delivery me to Paradise
And if I die before i wake
I pray my Lord my soul you truly take
And if I fail to see the morning the light
Delivery me to Paradise
Tell you the truth I never had much
(Had much)
See i was part of the sad bunch
(Sad bunch)
I always had less
But always wanted more
(More and more)
And i was just a couple dollars right above poor
(Right above poor)
I can hear 12 knoccin right outside my door
And i know it's the neighbors they really looking for
Gun shots as the body drops
Alleys sub abortion clinics
Random bodies thrown up in it
(Randoms bodies thrown up in it)



Writer(s): Tokunbo Adegbenro


Ben Solo - G.E.E.K - EP
Album G.E.E.K - EP
date de sortie
29-02-2020




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