[Chorus]. Dear Lord please forgive me more I live I grow empty. Nothin in me point out my enemy I'll put somethin in him. {blam} Feelin like that's the only remedy. Send him on his way when I fuck around his day. {"Okay!"} Cause to you they wanna send me. And I ain't got the energy I'll let the clip empty. {"Okay! O-o-o-okay-k-kay! Kay-k-kay kay-kay!"}. I ain't gotta walk around town with my chest stuck out. A frown up my face when the press come out. Niggaz know what it is one of the best no doubt. Doubt that test him and the S's come about. Aggression niggaz need without. Too aggressive niggaz rest under leaves where the G's hang out. I'm back stronger than ever. D-boy so it's like whatever however whenever. I dare ya pallbearers bury ya. Pardon my positivity failure. But they ain't tryin to hear ya when niggaz'll go and air ya ass out. Send you to the morgue turn ya inside-out. Send you to ya momma 'til she pass out. Too many partners in the casket now. These foul bastards don't appreciate life so fuck 'em. The P-nina-nina stay dumpin (stay dumpin). [Chorus]. Now Trice ain't all about runnin his mouth. He do that for a livin; y'all gotta feel him. In the streets he mute my nigga autism. Don't confuse this with art-ism. Nigga I refuse to lose boss in him. Put your people in a pew when the mossberg start spittin. I'm livin nigga I'm kiddin him. Take him from his paradise Trice on his way to prison. Picture him leavin his children. I peel 'em; pilgrimage to another region. Them ecstasy pills got niggaz schemers[?]. When the weapons spill them same niggaz bleedin. 'Fore I leave this world they gon' believe him. O ain't deceivin these people that's feedin 'em. The hood's what he breathin it's all good. Leave him in that box all wood (box all wood). [Chorus]. Trice is nice with aim. Put a nigga in a permament frame. When a nigga's so determined to bang. Cause a nigga's switchin lanes in that European thang. Don't be mad at your boy-boy handle business. Cause he push the toy-toy niggaz envious. Crutch him up Jehovah Witnesses. When the semi's start spittin listen (listen). [Chorus]. {blam}. {"Okay!"}. {"Okay! O-o-o-okay-k-kay! Kay-k-kay kay-kay!"}. Dear Lord please forgive me more I live I grow empty. Nothin in me point out my enemy I'll put somethin in him {blam}