[BENEDICTION] [Hook] Started off in the streets We would take collection from the fiends People dying all around me So I gave you my testimony We were down from the beginning When the world wasnt listening Now that I got your attention Let us end with the benediction [Verse 1: August Alsina] We are gathered here today Paying our respects to being broke, hope hes in a better place Cause life out here aint sweet, oh no I would close my eyes to sleep, but didnt dream no more So I had to make a way for my home, you know Now Im in a place where I aint gotta scheme no more The good life, Im done with the hood life I did what I could, didnt always do what I should, and I was misunderstood So many nights I tried To hide how I felt, I would cry inside And I ran through the streets till my feet got tired Cause I aint wanna have my shoes on them power lines [Bridge: August Alsina] But I made it, and it made me I know I did wrong, I pray to God he forgave me Cause I made it, it didnt kill me So it made me stronger, I pray to God that you feel me, that you feel me... [Hook] [Verse 2: August Alsina] Our father, who art in heaven I pray you free me from my demons, and keep me level I know you kept me out of prison, where I was headin When I heard someone killed my brother, one-eighty-seven I hope he made it to your presence, for me he was a blessing At least I know hes rested, and he aint out here stressing Tryin to get to the good life, and out of this hood life I pray that my step-pops lay off that crack pipe So mama could sleep at night, I know its been hard on her I was ripping through the streets, it was hard for her Now Im up in hotels on the ocean shore When I was sleeping on the floor at the corner store [Bridge + Hook] [Verse 3: Rick Ross] Bottle after bottle, snatching Belaire out the bucket Rightin all my wrongs for these homies out here thuggin Pray for benediction, pretty women on my premise Condo out in Cabo, screaming GABOS to my nemesis Gold around my neck Im ballin for these final minutes Nothing lasts forever, for these sins I seek repentance Shots fired, another gone, I feel that mans pain Daddy sat me down and said: that came with the game Shake my head, roll up the window, turning up the music So much anger in these songs for these soldiers that we losing A mastermind is one whos feeding others off his talent I owe it to my city but its time I pay my balance Im in Holyfields estate, I started with a pallet I made my first tape, I gave that shit to Khaled Thankful for my supporters, everyone that ever bought us Grateful for every lesson these Miami streets taught us [Hook] #OnRepeat# #Again&Again#
Posted on: Sat, 22 Nov 2014 08:02:25 +0000
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