KXNG Crooked, Joell Ortiz - Holy Water lyrics

I want to talk to you about
Something god put on my heart
The lord put this on my heart
Today I want to talk to you
About moving past your past
My brothers and sisters at Harbor baptist
I'm here to tell you that you
Have permission to change your life
You have permission to become a better you
You have permission to travel
Down a higher road
Y'all don't hear me though

Our father, who art in heaven
Hollowed be thy name (On God)
My friend OD'd with a needle in his arm
I hope he didn't die in vein (On God)
Thy kingdom come thy will be done
On heaven and earth the same
But, I gotta hustle for my
Daily bread out here Lord


And I don't wanna burn in flames

Holy water holy water
Holy water holy water

I told no lies on the Baby remix with Ashanti
Nigga I was strapped in the church
Death Row chain on my neck back
Then they would have shot me
If I ain't get to clap at them first
My past in reverse
I'm looking at the future and I don't wanna
Be a black man at his worst
But, I had a nightmare
I was trapped in a hearse
I was rapping a verse about passing
A curse to my family, it hurts
If my kids gotta pay for
The sins of the father, you know
The bricks and the ganja, you know
The clips and the choppers and all the
Shit we did in the Harbor to get to a dollar
Life is a movie feel like
I'm living in a cinema
The city is full of shit like
I'm living in an enema
Had a similar feeling while I
Was sitting with a minister
I'm really beginning to think sinning
Is the end of us
Sending us to a whole 'nother place
Whole 'nother space
Somewhere I don't wanna be if I catch a case
I'm looking in the mirror
My enemy's in front of me
It's enough to drive you cuckoo
Now I meditate instead of watching Hulu
Travel through space like Doctor Who do
Align with the universe chakra zulu

Our father, who art in heaven
Hollowed be thy name (On God)
My friend OD'd with a needle in his arm
I hope he didn't die in vein (On God)
Thy kingdom come thy will be done
On heaven and earth the same
But, I gotta hustle for my
Daily bread out here Lord
And I don't wanna burn in flames

Holy water holy water
Holy water holy water

Give me a bath in that
I was walking 'round my habitat like where
My people with the habit's at
Gotta hustle for my daily bread I'm
Serving people that are nearly dead
I held on to a lot of
The stories over the years
But today I think I'll share
Instead like one time
A customer of mine said he need a dime
But he only got nine dollars to his name
I said that's fine
As we did the transaction he asked
Yo you play video games?
I said no, he said never mind
On to the next person in line, that's Teresa
Boy did she use to be fine but that reefer
Turned to laced blunts with rocks
And no need for weed or anything
Else but rock so she's either
Hustling for chips sucking dick
For another hit or in a supermarket sticky
Fingers aisle number six
Going down her leg with
Body wash and detergent
Ironic that she stank and all
Of her clothes dirty
Anyway I was out six in the morning
It's four thirty
Had a great day, I'm taking off early
Swear to God think the law heard me
Dt's pull up hop out
One of them walk towards me
Pick up my pace, he picks up his pace
I turn around and looked the pig in the face
Give him that look like
I'm the wrong nigga to chase
He gave a look like
You better finish this race or I'ma whip
Your ass when I catch you
I'm running down Kingsland Ave then I
Slash through the community center
Come out the back to the
Back staircase of two eighty
Moving fast through the building don't
Know nobody but have to
Get in one of these apartments
I take the last few steps to the top floor
See the back of a woman walking in
Push her heard as hell then I lock the door
Turn around crack head Teresa on the floor
Oh shit then I hear a
Voice in the back spazzing
Better find that shit
Walks out the back then sees me
My nine dollar customer from earlier asking
What the fuck happened? I say shhh
Cops chased me off the block
I'ma give you a couple rocks for letting
Me lay low while they passing
Then a little boy walks out crying
It's not only 2K dad, i can't find Madden

Our father, who art in heaven
Hollowed be thy name (On god)
My friend OD'd with a needle in his arm
I hope he didn't die in vein (On god)
Thy kingdom come thy will be done
On heaven and earth the same
But, I gotta hustle for my
Daily bread out here lord
And I don't wanna burn in flames

Holy water holy water
Holy water holy water
Holy water holy water

You're dealing with a two headed goat
It ain't a better crew let it go
It's cool let them know
The C-R the the two letter O's the
K's and the blue leather coat giving you and
Who ever smoke then I zoom like a
New telescope in a shoot out
A dude never choke
A rebel on track like the devil on crack
You can assume a dude hella dope
LA and New York are both on the water
Put them together and now you
Fucking with the Harbor
Negative reviews got me looking
For the author
I never met a bulletproof blogger, nah
See you in front of the club chilling
You was hanging out
You was out of pocket like a bandanna
Shoot two off
The Glock gotta infrared nose like Rudolph
Slide down my enemies chimney
Like I'm bad Santa
I could've blew off your head but I didn't
Too many are dying the city is crying
And niggas are buying the prettiest
Iron to kill us all
While we living inside an
Insidious hideous lion am I lying?
Hell no dog it's the belly of the beast
We switch roles I'm the Biggie of the West
Mr ortiz Makaveli of the East