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Paroles Erick Sermon The Sermon lyrics

Paroles Erick Sermon The Sermon

Yo yo yo yo, yo



Turn my mic up some.. turn my mic up some..



Turn my mic, check check, check, turn my mic up some



Almighty, uhh..







[Verse One]



Lord forgive me now



This be the best way I know how, to get this out



I can't sing so I have to bounce



Even though, that's not what my style's about



I hate this world, sometimes it gets me



when family and friends are not friendly



I just don't get it - so I sit home



in the bassment lights low on the mic and spit it



They plot, to get my scratch



Not knowin the time to get where I'm at now



In my face, like I owe 'em somethin



Handout from me, and never did nuttin (word up)



They're mad at me, like I changed



It's hard on me Lord, it's wreckin my brain



Is it me?I know it can't be



So I ask you, please help me, now







[Chorus: R. Kelly - *sampled*]



Sometimes I laugh, tryin to keep from cryin



If I was plain out of luck, then tell me who could I trust



See I work so hard, just to get ahead



If it wasn't for God, I'd probably be dead







[Verse Two]



Uhh, I laugh when ain't nuttin funny



Meanwhile cats wanna count my money



Plan on me, to get jumped or somethin



Plot-ting like E's punk or somethin



Feels so strange, how I maintain



to last in the game, throughout my fame



I'm focused man, the E stay the same



Hate when folks call me out my name



Damn Lord, heal my body



Cause I'm mad enough to kill somebody



Even hard to trust my lady



Did she lock me down to have my baby?



I know she love me - damn it's nuttin



The world's so corrupt, it got me buggin



Uhh, I wanna move away like (?)



Y'all feel me - yo, R. Kelly







[Chorus]







[Verse Three]



Huh, yo, huh



The game changed, damn I should quit





Can't get respect, without havin a hit



Someone somewhere talkin shit



Got fake cats in my clique



But I deal with the cards that's dealt



Try to make music that's heartfelt



Still doin eighty on the Belt'



In the Escalade, with Dolce shades



I've been paid, now what's left?



I guess, should I stress life or death (huh?)



Sometimes I wanna end it all



Live at peace, with 'Pac and Smalls



Can't do that, got fam at the crib



My moms, my pops, my girl and my kids (uh-huh)



.. open my eyes



So I ask you, please help me, now







[Chorus]
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