Текст песни: Pastor Troy - For Survival
This shit is for all the motherfuckin niggaz out there
doin what the fuck they gotta do to feed the family
[Pastor Troy]
Hangin up out the window ready to blow
I`m harassed by crackers the stress of the Pastor
Look in my eyes
I`m in the rain sellin my shadow
but it`s gone still follow me so I battle
Nah you gone make it
Naw fuck that cuz you lyin
Look at how many made it and look at how many tryin
-So I guess you feel-
No now I don`t feel, never fell never will
Ask Phil I kept it real yeah it`s still blood spill
-Who they kill?-
All my folks
-How they die?-
Quickly, never really lived they life
but they died particularly anyone who kept it real
-Trap-
And so many old friends, prayin for my profit
Motherfucker talked to undercovers
-So you sell drugs?-
No, I show love, don`t nobody love me
Papa wasnt there for me, momma never hugged me
Buggin me bout what I do, loan me a G or two
Just like I fuckin thought all you do is fuckin talk
Chorus: repeat 4X
I do what I wanna do, I do what I have to do
And if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at you
I do what i wanna do, I do what I have to do
And if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at you
[Pastor Troy]
When the pressure becomes too much upon my heart
where the fuck I`m `posed to go?
Flex em like these other folks, fuck that shit twist mo` smoke
I`m to` now, take mo to death will probably scare me
Say I dont give a fuck no mo` my nigga I am ready
God already prepared me for Hell so hell I`m straight
Give me a house and crush up the house nuthin but weight
And I`ma be the only Pastor that`ll be burnin
No mistakes yeah you heard it, cuz it wasn`t misworded
because ain`t nobody perfect, who knows if God forgave you
Just because you done fucked up you askin him to save you
Behave you, or I`ll be forced to grab my rifle
And anything I do will be done in my survival
(chorus)
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This shit is for all the motherfuckin niggaz out there
doin what the fuck they gotta do to feed the family
[Pastor Troy]
Hangin up out the window ready to blow
I`m harassed by crackers the stress of the Pastor
Look in my eyes
I`m in the rain sellin my shadow
but it`s gone still follow me so I battle
Nah you gone make it
Naw fuck that cuz you lyin
Look at how many made it and look at how many tryin
-So I guess you feel-
No now I don`t feel, never fell never will
Ask Phil I kept it real yeah it`s still blood spill
-Who they kill?-
All my folks
-How they die?-
Quickly, never really lived they life
but they died particularly anyone who kept it real
-Trap-
And so many old friends, prayin for my profit
Motherfucker talked to undercovers
-So you sell drugs?-
No, I show love, don`t nobody love me
Papa wasnt there for me, momma never hugged me
Buggin me bout what I do, loan me a G or two
Just like I fuckin thought all you do is fuckin talk
Chorus: repeat 4X
I do what I wanna do, I do what I have to do
And if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at you
I do what i wanna do, I do what I have to do
And if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at you
[Pastor Troy]
When the pressure becomes too much upon my heart
where the fuck I`m `posed to go?
Flex em like these other folks, fuck that shit twist mo` smoke
I`m to` now, take mo to death will probably scare me
Say I dont give a fuck no mo` my nigga I am ready
God already prepared me for Hell so hell I`m straight
Give me a house and crush up the house nuthin but weight
And I`ma be the only Pastor that`ll be burnin
No mistakes yeah you heard it, cuz it wasn`t misworded
because ain`t nobody perfect, who knows if God forgave you
Just because you done fucked up you askin him to save you
Behave you, or I`ll be forced to grab my rifle
And anything I do will be done in my survival
(chorus)
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