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