Представляем точный текст композиции "My Sermon" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Z-Ro . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «My Sermon» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Z-Ro передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Z-Ro - "My Sermon"
Lyrics to My Sermon : Z-Ro, Z-Ro... [Z-Ro] 24 up in this game, and I dont own a damn thang Just a bunch of bags receiving blows, trying to maintain Dealing with insanity, probably dumping demanding me Started out at a slow pace, now Im losing it rapidly Trying to keep my faith in God, but my spirit is scarred I wanna do it but if I do it, I wont wake up to the Lord Im living hard, aint nobody giving me no handouts Since Im one deep I get all the attention, therefor I stand out Now everybody know, I dont socialize keeping To myself, cause partnas might be bad to my health Coming around, when I got a few ends when a nigga broke They chunk the deuce, thats what they grooving Mr. Z-Ro staying home alone, kicking it with my plastic or chrome Until I find peace, I continue to roam I just wanna be left alone, let me make it fore I snap this is my sermon Im a preacher, bitch this is deeper than rap [Hook: Jennifer Taylor] Sinning tripping, on this ghetto life No one understands the life of the fast Aint no sense in, trying to close my eyes Cause out this ghetto, I know that I must rise [Z-Ro] Let me clear throat, so I can tell you about this life of sin I hope that you can cope, we killing eachother to make some divid-ends I dont wanna sound crazy, but Ill make you push up daisies You better give it up give it up, give it to me Let me clear throat, even though I dont want to Im hustling all night long I had to learn the ropes, I got nickels and dimes And 20s and halves, and even whole zones I wont sell to no undercover, Im gonna let my mack 10 stutter You better give it up give it up, I gotta stay free [Hook: Jennifer Taylor] [Z-Ro] I done lost all of my old school fools, to the bullet Trigga happy motherfuckers, catch a beatdown grip the trigger and pull it Staying high, elevated above the stress Hoping God blessed a familiar face, might slug my vest And ever since the days, of a little child Sported a frown, like it was going out of style Adolescence to juvenile, to a grown man Innocent Christian, till I woke up with the blood on my on hand God please forgive me for sinning, Im on a mission Gotta do something about it, fuck bitching with a vivid vision of prison Im paranoid, walking through the graveyard On my knees screaming, release me from the demon Mighty savior, the pain is major Ive been hurting so long Id rather be wet when Im depressed, cause I dont even know whats wrong I just wanna be left alone, let me make it fore I snap this is my sermon Im a preacher, bitch its deeper than rap [Hook: Jennifer Taylor - 2x] (Jennifer Taylor) Sinning tripping, sinning tripping Z-Ro, Z-Ro - 2x Sinning tripping, sinning tripping Yeeeeeah Cause out this ghetto, I know that I must rise No one understands the life of the fast Z-Ro, Z-Ro, Z-Ro [ My Sermon Lyrics ]
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