Grace ft. Travis Snipes Lyrics

This world is so cold I

Pray you preserve your soul

Before the door is closed

May grace abound

I know you have your doubts

But you must repent now

Cuz time is running out

May grace abound

Was illiterate

Cuz he couldn't count

The amount

That was running out

In his bank account

Chasing clout

Was a planted seed

But he never sprout

Out the ground

Water falling down

From the water spout

Blocked it out

He ain't want the quench

Rather live in drought

Be without

Daddy not around

Momma on the prowl

For a hound

Spent his whole youth

Playing cat and mouse

Dodging vowels

Now he on his own

Running through the streets

Acting wild

At the homie house

Went and made a vowel

Be devout

To the sixties set

So they put him on

Stomped him out

Now he feeling proud

Twisting up his fingers in a crowd

Yelling rolling sixties crip

When he ride through your town

Was a rolling stone

So he on the move

Up and out

Roaming through the city

Looking for a chick that was down

And he found a girl

Led him to her home

In her house

He was feeling doubt

But he was aroused

He was down

Started rolling up a spliff

Of the loud

Calming down

Then he took a deep breath

And put his feet up on her couch

Then he sparked it in the air

And he quickly turned around

To some piru bloods

Putting bullets in his mouth

On the next day when the news Had announced

Another black male in a gang

Taken out

Showed his pic and you heard his momma scream with a shout

So loud it made the clouds cry

And rain came down

This world is so cold I

Pray you preserve your soul

Before the door is closed

May grace abound

I know you have your doubts

But you must repent now

Cuz time is running out

May grace abound

Just a little kid growing in the D

Parenting had him claim the Ave Before his ABC's

His mommy always sat him down

Said stay out the streets

But his daddy was his hero and he Loved the concrete

It was free

Intrigued by the hustle he would Pursue

Learned the game from his pops He taught him everything he knew

From breaking down a zip to how To double on the flip

Even how to weed out the bad seeds in his crew

It was true

It was about the money at first

He and his boys a couple dollars While they round chasing skirts

Start to flirt with the work that he

Unload on the first

Mama told him that life is priced With a cage or a hearse

But he was deep in it

No tender love and care

He creeped in it

It even effected the way that he Would treat women

Pistol under the pillow

Achy started to sleep different

And he ran off on the plug

Something he'd keep hidden

The opps lurking

Pops searching, cuz he knew

Gotta protect his younging

He know that he free food

But he careless

And all of his moves is see through

His bag bigger but his man let Jealousy leek through oooh

Not paying attention Tim was Clueless

Not knowing that he was dealing with a real life Judas

Dude just waited

One night when Tim got to sipping

Telling dog that he loved him

He was Jordan to his pippen

He had hate in his heart while he Pistol gripping

Not to mention that Timmy was Getting it wit his misses

Damn

He won't turn to the cops

Turn to the opp

Sent a message and gave the Loca To the spot

It's getting hot

Cuz now the opps circle the block

Told Timmy he had to go so he Can finish the plot

Timmy heard some tires Screeching

And the sound of a glock

Smoke clear he go outside they Done aired out his pops

Damn

This world is so cold

I pray you preserve your soul

Before the door is closed

May grace abound

I know you have your doubts

But you must repent now

Cuz time is running out

May grace abound