Z-Ro Lyrics

Album: Unknown

My Sermon Lyrics

f/ 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 nigga 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, bitch 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 motherfuckers, 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, fuck bitching 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, bitch it's deeper than rap

 

 [Hook: Jennifer Taylor - 2x]

 

 (Jennifer Taylor)

 Sinning tripping, sinning tripping

 Z-Ro, Z-Ro - 2x

 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