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Z-RO lyrics : "My Sermon"

(feat. Jennifer Taylor)

Z-Ro, Z-Ro...


[Z-Ro]
24 up in this game, and I don't own a damn thang

Just a bunch of bags receiving blows, trying to maintain
Dealing with insanity, probably dumping demanding me
Started out at a slow pace, now I'm losing it rapidly

Trying to keep my faith in God, but my spirit is scarred
I wanna do it but if I do it, I won't wake up to the Lord
I'm living hard, ain't nobody giving me no handouts

Since I'm one deep I get all the attention, therefor I stand out
Now everybody know, I don't socialize keeping
To myself, cause partnas might be bad to my health

Coming around, when I got a few ends when a ^!$$% broke
They chunk the deuce, that's what they grooving
Mr. Z-Ro staying home alone, kicking it with my plastic or chrome

Until I find peace, I continue to roam
I just wanna be left alone, let me make it 'fore I snap this is my sermon
I'm a preacher, (*##$ this is deeper than rap


[Hook: Jennifer Taylor]
Sinning tripping, on this ghetto life

No one understands the life of the fast
Ain't no sense in, trying to close my eyes
Cause out this ghetto, I know that I must rise


[Z-Ro]
Let me clear throat, so I can tell you about this life of sin

I hope that you can cope, we killing eachother to make some divid-ends
I don't wanna sound crazy, but I'll make you push up daisies
You better give it up give it up, give it to me

Let me clear throat, even though I don't want to I'm hustling all night long
I had to learn the ropes, I got nickels and dimes
And 20's and halves, and even whole zones

I won't sell to no undercover, I'm gonna let my mack 10 stutter
You better give it up give it up, I gotta stay free


[Hook: Jennifer Taylor]

[Z-Ro]

I done lost all of my old school fools, to the bullet
Trigga happy mother$#&@ers, catch a beatdown grip the trigger and pull it
Staying high, elevated above the stress

Hoping God blessed a familiar face, might slug my vest
And ever since the days, of a little child
Sported a frown, like it was going out of style

Adolescence to juvenile, to a grown man
Innocent Christian, till I woke up with the blood on my on hand
God please forgive me for sinning, I'm on a mission

Gotta do something about it, $#&@ (*##$ing with a vivid vision of prison
I'm paranoid, walking through the graveyard
On my knees screaming, release me from the demon

Mighty savior, the pain is major I've been hurting so long
I'd rather be wet when I'm depressed, cause I don't even know what's wrong
I just wanna be left alone, let me make it 'fore I snap this is my sermon

I'm a preacher, (*##$ it's deeper than rap

[Hook x2: Jennifer Taylor]


[Jennifer Taylor]
Sinning tripping, sinning tripping

Z-Ro, Z-Ro [x2]
Sinning tripping, sinning tripping
Yeeeeeah

Cause out this ghetto, I know that I must rise
No one understands the life of the fast
Z-Ro, Z-Ro, Z-Ro

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