Liquid Assassin, Krizz Kaliko - Lord Please lyrics
Krizz Kaliko [Kansas City, Missouri, U.S.] 🇺🇸
[Liquid Assassin, Krizz Kaliko - Lord Please lyrics]
Lord that's me, your boy LA
I just wanna thank you for
My heartbeat needed today
I wanna thank you for my mom and dad too
Sorry I live life like I gotta be a bad dude
Really I just wanna confess
About the thangs goin' on
Get this pain off my chest
Deep down in hurts words and
It burns in my flesh
Now I'm sorry for my sins
That's made you upset
But these thangs goin' on now
I though you should know
Paps got cancer, I don't know where to go
Doc told me that he had too must to live
Turns out his feelin' fine he's
Not even feelin' sick
But, I know you propably had
Some to do with that by the way my mom
She right back on the right track
Couple thangs going good
I though you're like that
Sincerely yours can't wait to
See you right back
Lord please
Keep your eyes and your hands on me
My sunny days are kinda hazy
And I'll be waitin' for an
Angel to come save me lord please
Keep your eyes and your hands on me
And I've been lookin' for the sunshine
And I know one thing that I'm
Yours and that you're mine
Lord it's me, you got a second?
Gettin' crazy on my neighbourhood
Not to mention?
A lot of people die over money and greed
That's become a big problem if you ask me
Me and my girl split she's really over with
Had to love for 4 years
I wish I could show a ring
Nieces and my nephews are gettin' older quick
And I'm always on tour so I
Never get a hug or kiss
I think about my brother
Yeah, he's doin' good
Married, with some kids
I'll do it if I could
Yeah I'm writing everyday makin' rapwork
Call my third gun charge, yeah it hurts
Lord, I know you mad
Cause, I don't learn my lesson
I ain't pray enough
Can't handle my depression
Give me guns for agression
And I'm always stressin' sincerely yours
Right back when you'll get a second
Lord! So depressed, I got nowhere to run
Feelin' like no future for my mama and son
Everytime drop a leave drama comes
I'll never get a break or pause like a
So me yellin' at the top of my lungs
Everytime pissed when I go to shop for guns
I ain't doin' backup still watchin' for us
Sometimes rock by a screamin'
For the God above (Lord)
Done so bad, I don't get life
Feel like I could pull the
Blade to my windpipe
See me just prayin' that
Things might get right
Give me pen and pad LA's sit right?
Lord I speak you got me through
Everything fall apart and I try to do
Rap won't stop, I won't lie to you
To the day I die I sit beside you
I just wanna thank you for
My heartbeat needed today
I wanna thank you for my mom and dad too
Sorry I live life like I gotta be a bad dude
Really I just wanna confess
About the thangs goin' on
Get this pain off my chest
Deep down in hurts words and
It burns in my flesh
Now I'm sorry for my sins
That's made you upset
But these thangs goin' on now
I though you should know
Paps got cancer, I don't know where to go
Doc told me that he had too must to live
Turns out his feelin' fine he's
Not even feelin' sick
But, I know you propably had
Some to do with that by the way my mom
She right back on the right track
Couple thangs going good
I though you're like that
Sincerely yours can't wait to
See you right back
Lord please
Keep your eyes and your hands on me
My sunny days are kinda hazy
And I'll be waitin' for an
Angel to come save me lord please
Keep your eyes and your hands on me
And I've been lookin' for the sunshine
And I know one thing that I'm
Yours and that you're mine
Lord it's me, you got a second?
Gettin' crazy on my neighbourhood
Not to mention?
A lot of people die over money and greed
That's become a big problem if you ask me
Me and my girl split she's really over with
Had to love for 4 years
I wish I could show a ring
Nieces and my nephews are gettin' older quick
And I'm always on tour so I
Never get a hug or kiss
I think about my brother
Yeah, he's doin' good
Married, with some kids
I'll do it if I could
Yeah I'm writing everyday makin' rapwork
Call my third gun charge, yeah it hurts
Lord, I know you mad
Cause, I don't learn my lesson
I ain't pray enough
Can't handle my depression
Give me guns for agression
And I'm always stressin' sincerely yours
Right back when you'll get a second
Lord! So depressed, I got nowhere to run
Feelin' like no future for my mama and son
Everytime drop a leave drama comes
I'll never get a break or pause like a
So me yellin' at the top of my lungs
Everytime pissed when I go to shop for guns
I ain't doin' backup still watchin' for us
Sometimes rock by a screamin'
For the God above (Lord)
Done so bad, I don't get life
Feel like I could pull the
Blade to my windpipe
See me just prayin' that
Things might get right
Give me pen and pad LA's sit right?
Lord I speak you got me through
Everything fall apart and I try to do
Rap won't stop, I won't lie to you
To the day I die I sit beside you