[Bronze Nazareth]God of souls guard mineI've spent my divine time being in a small crimeIn the streets, even though my life is finingI'm chasing high men, lining and latex protectionFourty porcelain of correctionGot away with so much 'cause of an intelligenceI drink the innocence's potionDevoting my bodily motion, the inner high oceansHoping that it wouldn't be the words chosen to represent meI felt guilty when my vast death friends was emptyRead the Bible seriously but the Devil still tempts meI'd say I lived my life religiously but anxiouslySomething’s get to me, the soldier with the stab wound it won't bleedBut the pain is in me, I'm sorry God for my offendmentsBut I do have many attempts to avoid the wrath of SatanGiven 24 hours to live; I'd spend 'em all prayingAnd spraying the word of God; but that's the whole problemHow can you pray when you know your life is already in disarray?From now on I'm gon' pray when I'm happyAnd thank God for my mishappening's 'cause that's how he teaches you and meI now see the mountains I've climbed that seem so sharp at the topMy hands are cut and the bleeding just won't stopWhen ever I've wandered there always seemed to be that lightBut now the roads that I've traveled it just don't seem too brightIt's shallow feeling inside as I grow from young buck to young manAs I hallucinate and seeing crucifix nails in my handAnd I know its craze, to meet the faith without prayThe quiet one; this nigga never gang-bang or join cultsMy only fault was sex and simple thoughtsTo send my belief to every man by this disc caughtThe path I've traveled I feel with jagged gravelSo I growl and write a poetic novel, judge me 'cause upon you(Hook) {Backbone of Goodie Mob from I Refuse Limitation}Lord knows I do wrongLord knows I do wrongLord knows I do wrongLord knows I do wrong[Kevlaar 7]Wisdom's swaysy from the ways of wicked menFools despise wisdom and discipline, negativity follows to himThe Supreme Being; all I seen the way of the wickedest deep darknessOr a gleam of daunt to the path of the righteousNigga I ain't in no way near perfect, but I note that I'm forgivenSo when I step outside and look to the sky and thank God I'm livingMy ways are in full view, a hundred and forty-four thousandAll from the Tribes of Israel; Proverbs in my sides at all timesDue to the best to follow the righteous mindThe path's less taking, I awaken to find my mind's forsakingBut I'ma takes control soonLaying in the depths of understanding these roomThe beauty path just might lead you to the tombDAMN! It ain't no room, can't even turn back and make changesWhile I was living I should of given praises where praise's dueYou wear a crucifix around your neck while he's looking up at youThe Lord is disappointed 'cause you're sending two; the chosen sonsDoing our best to serve the highest One(Hook) {Backbone of Goodie Mob from I Refuse Limitation}Lord knows I do wrongLord knows I do wrongLord knows I do wrongLord knows I do wrong[Bronze Nazareth]They say the world is cold but temperatures come from sourceSeems like people have no remorse, or is it that I'm too soft?To face the realities that come with lifeI've studied with no evailAnd every step I take is one further from hellI've often let God carry me and hope I live fairlyThough the company you keep is scaryAnd to not know where our stay is a hopeless situationWhy must I miss this nigga Timothy when the weight on my heart is so heavenly?Some things I love that cause sins though I'm trying to live heavenlyBut every where I go there's attempts to put Devil in meI'm lost and hopeless and don't know which way to turnSo I refuse any offers to succeedI guess my life has turned to a fading memorySo now they got me drinking Kool-Aid and brandySmoking black and mildness' not even meThe secretion slowly starting to control meAnd if I don't wake up soon I'll die aloneOnly thing I have is this rapSo it wouldn't matter if I got clappedAt least not right now; 'cause I don't even give a fuckSometimes I'd rather be in jail then facing this hard luck'Cause there I don't have to worry about where I'm headedOut here my futures dreadedWhether a moment or I just missed this part of my lifeI wonder if I suffer from nuclear bombs that's trifeI just can't get away from the pain this world has placedSo I write shit down to get away, to get away, yeah(Kevlaar 7 reciting a Psalm passage)Dear Lord take this pain away and help me carry your guidanceSatan, get thee behind me; I heard your footstepsI search for Jesus to help my conquestWhen I thought you left and abandoned meI know see the one set of footprints was the times you've carried me(Bronze Nazareth reciting Psalm 69 KJV.)Save me, O Lord; for the waters have come in unto my soulI sink in deep mire, where there is no standing:I have come into deep waters, where the floods overflow meI am weary of my crying: my throat is dry:mine eyes fail while I wait for my God