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young mugz - get god on the phone. كلمات الأغنية

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[bridge 1]
i’m sick and tired of being tired
i can’t quit my pride
won’t let me lose, won’t let me die
your fake colors fade away like dye
takeout my eyes, i see they lies
all this pain just made me wise
good and evil pick a side
pray for me if i don’t survive

[verse 1]
get god on the phone,i’m praying that he accept
my calls they collect, my pain it reflects
i’m a mess without him watching me
i got no identity, i don’t want no sympathy
i’m just praying for clarity, satan steady impairing me
half my homies stuck in these streets
like tar in 90 degrees, the hood just like a disease
hoping we don’t see defeat, but the same cycle repeats
we all underneath satans feet, i hate it
money and fancy cars i hate it
maybe don’t hate it, but it’s overrated
so when i get it i never parade it
i pray for inner peace but can’t find it
it’s no mystery who’s behind it
the same man that had my vision blinded
i don’t fall for traps cause i know who designed it

[bridge 2]
if you luv me, help me out
i’m feeling doubt
i’m so torn, beaten
down and out
all these demons eating my sleep
most of my check i barely keep
depression is on a slow creep
i’m starting to sink deep

[verse 2]
get god on the phone, it went to voicemail
i feel like i’m in h-ll and this is punishment for not doing well
oh well, if you see him please tell
that all my wishes in a wishing well
but at the bottom it’s just skeletons
strange specimens begging pleading for some medicine
i’m the pharmacist of the hood
what happen to your job ? oh it’s going good
there i stood in the middle h-ll cursing satan
knowing d-mn well my soul could be taken
i was mistaken thinking god had my back
but he didn’t he was distant like a fade to black
i’m tired of keeping track of all the hurt
i’m tired of the world not seeing my worth
tired of always questioning my birth
when will i see success from hard work

[bridge 1]
i’m sick and tired of being tired
i can’t quit my pride
won’t let me lose, won’t let me die
your fake colors fade away like dye
takeout my eyes, i see they lies
all this pain just made me wise
good and evil pick a side
pray for me if i don’t survive

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