[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}