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Dear Mama, you wouldn't believe what I'm goin' through |
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But still I got my head up just like I promised you |
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Every since you left your baby, boy's been dealin' with |
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Problem after problem, tell me what am I supposed to do |
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See, I get lost sometimes, don't understand this place |
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Look in the mirror sometimes and see a troubled face |
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And then my tears roll down and hit the sink |
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Then I hold my head up high I hope the man upstairs can hear my cry |
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All these questions deep inside my mind |
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Like if Jesus loved me why He leave my side, mama |
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I'm still tryin' to get the answer why |
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You were young, 45, and you had to die |
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I'm always tryin' to help people out |
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And it's them same people tryin' to take food out my mouth |
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(Fo' real though) |
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It seems like the more money I make |
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(Fo' real though) |
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The more drama y'all try to create |
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(Fo' real though) |
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And through I try to move into the positive |
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(Fo' real though) |
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The more y'all don't wanna let me live |
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When will you realize that I don't owe you nothin' |
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Need to get up off your butt and go get your own somethin' |
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I'm pullin' on my hair to keep from snappin' off |
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Fools ride up in my camp and be actin' off |
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Somebody out there please pray what I'm talkin' 'bout |
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Still young tryin' to figure it out I |
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Heaven, I need a hug |
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Is there anybody out there willin' to embrace a thug |
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Feelin' like a change of heart |
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And all I really need is a sign of a word from God |
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So shower down on me |
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Wet me with your love |
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I need you to take me |
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And lift me up, oh yeah |
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I gave 13 years of my life to this industry |
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Hit song or not, I've given all of me |
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You smile in my face and tell me that you love |
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But then before you know the truth, you're so quick to judge me |
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That's alright, go ahead, keep talkin' |
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'Cause I'm a hold my head up high and keep walkin' |
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And reach for the sky, focus on the plan |
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Rescue the kid with his paper and pen |
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And this is for the homies that we lost |
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Yo', we cannot forget y'all, so the hats come off |
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We pour a little liquor out for the memory |
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I know y'all up there sittin' on chrome in them pearly streets |
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The street survivors before careful, stay alive |
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I'm prayin' for your families, I hope you pray for mine |
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(Fo' real though) |
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Used to be a time you wished me well |
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(Fo' real though) |
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It hurts to know you wanna see me fail |
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(Fo' real though) |
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And don't forget I kept you out of jail |
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(Fo' real though) |
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Where's my arms when you needed to be held |
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They turn they backs on you, who was there believin' |
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Who said your troubles were only for a season |
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In church together tryin' to pick up all the pieces |
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And now you betray me I bind you in the name of Jesus |
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Somebody please pray what I'm talkin' 'bout |
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Still young tryin' to figure it all out |
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Heaven, I need a hug |
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Is there anybody out there willin' to embrace a thug |
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Girl I can change a heart |
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And all I really need is a sign of a word from God |
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(Please shower down) |
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So shower down on me |
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Wet me with your love |
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(Yeah) |
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I need you to take me and lift me up |
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Oh, oh, yeah, yeah, yeah |
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Man, I tell you it's enough to make you wanna give it up |
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Thank God for my fans 'cause through it all they show me love |
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To my sister and to brothers |
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Tell me why can't we just try to get along with one another |
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And stop hurtin' one another, fightin' one another |
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Man, I pray to God He get my family back together |
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Let me see what wanna see, just to blind me |
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All of these luxuries, wine and dining |
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And then you push me out in front to get behind me |
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Then you sat me up by blessin' me to bind me |
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I'm a grown man with kids now, stakes are high |
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Gotta go to church now to avoid the fight |
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Frankly, y'all to keep it real I'm just tired |
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Dreams of bein' dead, but the Devil is alive |
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(Fo' real though) |
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Church folks, you need to stop judgin' |
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(Fo' real though) |
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Or you will be the first to be judged |
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(Fo' real though) |
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And women stop dependin' on us men |
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(Fo' real though) |
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And start dependin' on the man above, feel me |
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And as for Robbin', here's what I need to do |
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Get rid of them clowns and get myself a whole 'nother crew |
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And media, do your job |
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But please just don't make my job so hard |
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Somebody please pray what I'm talkin' 'bout |
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I'm still young tryin' to figure it all out |
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Heaven, I need a hug |
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Is there anybody out there willin' to embrace a thug |
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Feelin' like a change of heart |
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And all I really need is a sign of a word from God |
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So shower down on me |
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Wet me with your love |
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(Shower down on me now) |
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I need you to take me |
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(Please) |
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And lift me up, yeah, yeah |
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(Said I'm callin' on) |
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Heaven, I need a hug |
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Is there anybody out there willin' to embrace a thug |
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Feelin' like a change of heart |
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And all I really need is a sign of a word from God |
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So shower down on me |
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Wet me with your love |
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I need you to take me and lift me up |
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(Lift me up) |
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Yeah, yeah |
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(Heaven I need) |
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Heaven, I need a hug |
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(Ooh, yeah, yeah) |
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Is there anybody out there willin' to embrace a thug |
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Said I'm feelin' like a change of heart |
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(Hey) |
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And all I really need is a sign of a word from god |
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(Ooh, yeah) |
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So shower down on me |
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(Shower down) |
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Wet me with your love |
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(Take me) |
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I need you to take me and lift me up, yeah, yeah |
