Damn...another funeral, another mothafucken' funeral Chorus Lord Knows Lord Knows Lord Knows I smoke a bunt ta take tha pain out and if I wasn't high, probably try and blow my brains out i'm hopeless they shoulda tried to kill me as a baby but, now they got me trapped in tha storm, i'm goin crazy forgive me they wanna see me in my casket and if I don't blast i'll be a victim of tha bastards i'm loosing hope, they got me stressen, can tha Lord forgive me got tha spirit of a thug in me another sip of that drink, this hennesee got me queaze don't wanna hurl, young nigga take it easy picture your dreams on a triple beam and it seems don't underestimate tha power of a feind to tha homies on tha block slangin' rocks with ya glocks put this tape in your box when your runnin' from tha cops and never look back if they could be black then they would switch open fire on those busta-ass bitches and Lord Knows... Chorus Lord Knows Lord Knows Lord Knows I wonder if tha Lord will forgive me or bury me a 'G' I couldn't let my adversaries worry me and every single day it's a test wear a bullet-proof vest and still a nigga stressen over death If I could choose when a nigga die figure I, take a puff on tha blunt and let my trigga fly when everyday is another death with every breath, it's a constant threat so watch your step you could be next if ya want to who do ya run to? murderin niggas, look what it's come to my memories bring me misory and life is hard in tha ghetto, it's insanity I can't breath got me thinkin', what do hell got? cause I done suffered so much, i'm feelin' shell shocked and drive-by's are an everyday thang I already lost to many homies to this mothafucken' game and Lord Knows.... Chorus Lord Knows Lord Knows Lord Knows Fuck tha Five-o cause they after me kill me if they could I'll never lett'em capture me I lost too many niggas to this gangbangin' Homie dies in my arms, with his brains hangin' fucked up! I had to tell him it was alright and that's a lie, and he knew it when he shock and died my God even though I know i'm wrong man Hennesee make a nigga think he strong, man I cant sleep, so I stay up don't wanna fuck them bitches, try to clam me down I ain't given up i'm getten lost in tha weed, man gettin high livin' everday, like i'm gonna die (gonna die, gonna die) I smoke a blunt to take tha pain out and if I wasn't high probably try ta blow my brains out Lord Knows.... Lord Knows Lord Knows.....