Asking..
So now I'm headed to the chapel and I'm fix my shit,
It's goin' down yeah, but what do ya know?
Who woulda knew that would make situations worse
Am I cursed, nothing I've tried seems to work
And I drop to my knees and I pray, yes I pray
And I wonder if I'll ever see a better day
I've seen much in my time and I think it was too much for my eyes
The wickedness pulling me closer to failure everytime I think I'm rising, yeah
But you live and you learn and try to make better, gotta get control
Then follow the Lord and who knows where you'll go, for sure
I can see how I've been sinnin'
I'm asking the Lord for a little bit of forgiving, 'giving
Saturday, February 14, 2004
Composed by
That Nigga Named M.O.N.
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14.2.04
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