My neighborhood is baptist so i guess i'll pray to jesus christ,
Said i'll return but i gotta fight the fate's arrived
... that our existence is troubled
And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and
Our relationship is worse than we left it
I ain't worried bout shitbitch i'm the shit
Jesus is our mother
They tested with stress that they under
As nocturnals, the darkness is our domain
You done put two of america's most wanted in the same
Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars
We are servants and god is our boss
Although our language is original
No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble
Bow our heads, say our grace, getting out the hood is a god damn race
Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always
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