Everythang Happens Fo A Reason

Featuring Tray Deee]

This is what you want

(Dear God)

Verse 1:

[Bad A$$]

My life,

the race against time I beat

Cause my time will reach the finishline

before my life complete

I can't complain

so I'm livin' in this world so cold

It's on my mind,

I try to keep my soul

I used to be the female, real

Cause you can't think without your mind

Kill your brain

Body's nothin' but your soul still remain

Some game this is (What a game this is)

What a shame this is

How they use they punks to screw us

Than pull they guns and do us

Chorus:

[Woman overlaps Bad A$$]

Dear God can call out my name, we cryin' out

Brave Lord can stay with us here, we dyin' out

Dear God

Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day

We're callin' on you

Show us on our way (show us on our way)

We're gettin' older

In that game

And who's to blame?

Who's to blame?

Verse 2:

[Bad A$$ overlaps woman]

They never use money

(?)

Get your debt in control

Mind your friends or mind your fo's

They plot 'gainst the man

And his plan since the days away

Back when the calendar was made

But society falls

Merry earthquakes will top

Then never will it work

Revelations, you die

It's an eye for eye

So when he bite style we fire

To see livin' on earth in life is mighty die

But it's a new world order

And if you have some success (Dear God)

Then you're a victim of the system

Find peace to rest

Chorus:

[Woman]

Dear God

Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day

We're callin' on you

Show us on our way (show us on our way)

We're gettin' older

In that game

And who's to blame?

Who's to blame?

Verse 3:

[Tray Deee overlaps woman]

I hit list to get chips

Big flip I peel

Not afraid of gangstas (?) the real

Caught up in the game

Now only rule survival

To be the next nigga

I see who's my rival (Dear God)

My world, were I come from

Is steady slump one

Runnin' up and commin' up with slugs,

cause they dump done (Dear God)

I'm on a mash but my cash and fashion

Askin' no questions, react to blastin'

Now who can I blank for my aim to win

And my deepest succeed try the game to end

(Dear God can call out my name, we cryin' out

Dear God)

Up against and the ends and I dissed a cop

Made objectives to check chin and hit the top

Fuck the obstacles, my optic will provide the sight

For me to view, what to do as I grime and stripe (Dear God)

The right way might pay

But I can't wait long

So I never hesitates to get my page on

Chorus:

[Woman]

Dear God

Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day

We're callin' on you

Show us on our way (show us on our way)

We're gettin' older (grow on up)

In that game (in that game)

And who's to blame?

Who's to blame?

Verse 4:

[Bad A$$]

Now you can blame it on the block

You can blame it on glocks

You can blame it on the cocaine

Blame it on the brain, shit

Everythang happens fo' a reason

So why ask why

Just live it up you gotta die, die (Dear God)

If they wanted us to live (Dear God)

They wouldn't brainwashed our kids (Dear God)

You're struck,

body old enough to fuck and buck a nut (Dear God)

That's the way they statin'

Beat they ass pork

and be gone

Cancer and alcohol

Cut they life short

It's time to live

Might forgive the devil and his dollar

Two world gon' make it right

But it's a 'must' and not a 'might'

Let's do one to others

As they do one to you

You drug down on me

I put two guns on you

Chorus:

[Woman]

Dear God

Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day

(Can you ever strut)

We're callin' on you

Show us on our way (show us on our way)

We're gettin' older

In that game

(Older in that game)

And who's to blame?

Who's to blame?

Dear God can call out my name, we cryin' out

Brave Lord can stay with us here, we dyin' out

Dear God, Dear God, Dear God

Dear God

Can you ever strut in the struggle of the day

We're callin' on you

Show us on our way (show us on our way)

We're gettin' older

In that game

And who's to blame?

Who's to blame?

Dear God can call out my name, we cryin' out

Brave Lord can stay with us here, we dyin' out

Dear God, Dear God