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letra de despair (intro) - red mazzi

[intro]
[?]

[chorus]
look up to the sky, say my prayers (say my prayers)
hope to god that y’all don’t see my tears (see my tears)
man, this is all that i can bare (all i can bare)
the smell of gunsmoke, i see the violence in the air
(violence in the air)
i can’t help to shed a tear (shed a tear)
i can’t even think because my conscience isn’t there
jesus, can you listen, all i have is a request
free all of my people out the system of despair

[verse]
my daddy got murdered in front of me, couldn’t even talk right
couldn’t even sleep because the rats was scratching all night
but i’ll admit it ’cause if you talkin’ then it’s on sight
i ain’t wanna do it, i was raised to hold the gun tight
i’m only doing this because it’s what i’m supposed to
you don’t know what i’ve had to go through
have you ever watched your daddy bleed out right in front of you
if i tried to stop the people shootin’, i’d be go to, i’m on you
i saw the world fall, no this is not a work hard
this the type of stuff that make you wanna go to church more
this the type of stuff that make you find a way out
this the type of stuff that make you want to hate the earth more
my man cj got k!lled by the cops
they said that he was packing heat and he was k!llin’ an opp’
they never found the gun on him, didn’t have it in the first place
all the ones that do, i really think should stop
i ain’t want this type of life, god gave it to me anyway
they said that i could go and pray to him any day
but all these people losing lives to the system
lying to the victim and they do it almost any way
i swear the devil really test his luck
’cause it if i see him, i really hope that he test me or somethin’
pull the heat out of my pocket, stick it up to his chest
pull the trigger, i ain’t realize that death could get rough
man, blood splatter and gun powder
i ain’t had a good day in years, only [?] hours
since i ain’t throw hands, guess i’m a gun coward
[?] register i’ll tell your face to the rush hour, too much power
i’m packin’ it, they really said that i been trashin’ it
but all these murderers, k!llers, and villains, they the trashiest
they said to speak my mind, but really i been rapping it
they said that i was weak, i got the heat, and now i’m grabbin’ it
my teachers used to tell me i wouldn’t do it
but i had one that really liked me, that’s the saint for my music
i said i do it for em’ all, then the devil said prove it
my soul still mine, he can’t even test me to do it
ay, i want the private life, i don’t want the bad one
i don’t want the life my dad had, a down one
i don’t wanna die at a young age and be a legend
i’m tryna live and say that i completed round one (round one)

[chorus]
look up to the sky, say my prayers (say my prayers)
hope to god that y’all don’t see my tears (y’all don’t see my tears)
man, this is all that i can bare (all i can bare)
the smell of gunsmoke, i see the violence in the air
(see the violence in the air)
woah, i can’t help to shed a tear (shed a tear)
i can’t even think because my conscience isn’t there
jesus, can you listen, all i have is a request
free all of my people out the system of despair

[outro]
out the system of despair
out the system of despair
lord, all i have is a request
free all of my people out the system of despair
today, today, today, today

- red mazzi

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