Bizzy Bone - Head To The Ground lyrics

While i was walkin in tha column, and all
Help the medicine go down
Heavenly fatha don't be made at us now
Its been ah long way commin
And we don't plan on goin back
Head to tha ground head to tha ground

And through the cymetary gins
And talkin like they my friends
I don't worry about death
'cause I don't know whats
Happenin wit my kids
I neva pray God for the ends
Not as much as i spend nor do i depends
Livin and sinnin dennin
Ready to burn tha bridge
And I wish this drama drama all would cease
By walkin tha streets
Do without my heat heat lookin at my feet
And the only time of peace
Wuz when we got high i know you got urs
Thats why i got mine got mine big bitch
My nigga nine went ta jail 4 it
Anotha nigga lost
But shoulda be woulda been betta off
I don't know tha ansas and see we chance off
Somebody takes a stand jaw
Satan got ah plan yall but man gotta follow
See most of my friends is hollow
And i pray for em and i say for em
Lord thank you (live my life)
That im half way home goin on and on
Help tha medicine go down ( rest n peace

Walkn talkin ta God prayn for forgivness
And see i say for this cause i pray 4 this
Instead i get laid down ta tha pavement
By tha same niggas that wuz listenin
Ta what im was sayin
Stay sadated heavely stressed out (thug
I need ah vacation go ta tha schools and
Help lil kids eduacation
Let all of the hata hata hata hatas
Some of the old folks can't stand it
Betta make way
Here comes that new generation
Heaven'l make us
Hope yall don't be choken hatred
Let's face it sum niggas i know
Reminds me of them multi races
If i ain't say it
Sumbody else woulda said it
R we ready 4 death and destruction
I already read it i won't let it
Messiah come on let's ride for tha cause
Say we all shall overcome come all
God gon make tha laws

Nigga have you eva been undecided
Bout commitin tha violence
Strugglin ta fight it
Livn this life but you just don't like it
Makn niggas break dey self 'cause
Ah nigga can't buy it
My mind feelin so ziggity
Waitn for tha day that tha lord come get
Pick me up and carry me home
U feeln me nigga u wit me
Nigga been runnin deze streets
Like all my life
Till tha day that i die ill be stumpin
Marchin in big black boots
Dumpin striait up chargin deze niggas dumpin
Lock and load thats what i holla holla holla
To all tha real niggas thats
Ready in tha field everyday
Gotta risk they life for that dolla
Grab your weapons tightn yo laces
See them cops off ta tha races
Seen ah lotta shit been ah lot of places
Everywere we go it's dem ghetto races
Calcasions facen this jail time
Represented there crime
Got niggas out here getn down and durty
On tha grind it's about that mail time
In tha middle of it all heaven or hell
Nigga pick your roll
Keep it real nigga save your soul
And tha world so cold nigga neva will know
When the trumpets sound when it all go down
Nigga you ready for it
When the good lord blow it
Bb and lay goin home wit our head down
To tha ground