Devil's Work (Explicit)

Devil's Work (Explicit) - Joyner Lucas

Father forgive me

I'm staring at this Bible as I keep glancing

Dear Lord I got questions and I need answers

Tryna understand your vision all I see is damage

Just a bunch of dead bodies in the street camping

A bunch of lost souls on their feet standing

We supposed to be your children I thought we family

You're supposed to be my Father bruh I need answers

We don't need to die young we just need chances

Tired of living on the edge so we keep scrambling

Tryna talk to these strippers but they keep dancing

We just wanna be number one like Steve Francis

Bow our heads say a prayer now the seed's planted

Everywhere I turn I'm seeing emcees vanish

Lot of good n***as gone I don't understand it

Lot of families lost and they seem stranded

I ain't tryna disrespect you I just need answers

I know you're watching us from heaven thinking

Who to save

Cherry pickin' who should go next and who should stay

I'd be on my way to heaven if I knew the way

And bring back every good n***a you choose to take

They say you never wrong but you done made a few mistakes

'Cause you taking the wrong n***as maybe you should trade

Trade us back all the real ones remove the fakes

I think you should trade

Give us 2Pac back and take that n***a Suge

Ooh

Let the legend resurrect and he gon' live for good

Ooh

I been screaming Thug life

In every different hood

Thug life thug life

If only you could bring him back Lord I wish you would

Give us Biggie give us Pun give us triple X

Take that n***a Trump with you that's a bigger threat

There's too much power for a coward with no intellect

That's a bigot with a collar there's a disconnect

N***as dying Mama crying Grandma need a tissue

N***as shootin' up a church now I need a pistol

All them n***as still livin' you don't see the issue

But how you take Selena and then you take Aaliyah with you

I ain't tryna disrespect

Just need to meet up with you

Lord

I ain't tryna overstep

Just want to reason with you

Lord

Give us back our loved ones

And take the evil with you

Lord

Send them suckers straight to hell

They don't need a vigil

Woo

I need you to give us back Martin Luther

Take Martin Shkreli

Take

Give us back Malcolm take R. Kelly

R.I.P. Lil Snupe give that boy his life back

Take Eric Holder give us Eric Wright back

I'm sending you this message

Lord I hope you hit me right back

They say I'm on the wrong train

I know I'm on the right track

Yeah

'Cause Trayvon gone and all he did was tryna fight back

Zimmerman walk around free

We don't like that

Why you take our mothers from us

Our fathers and our sisters and our cousins from us

Got these children

Getting murdered while they double dutchin'

Wonder why the f**k you take Nipsey Hussle from us

D**n you took a true king a true brother from us

This a f**kin' marathon but they runnin' from us

Now everybody got guns n***a's up to something

And every gangsta wanna prove that they tough or something

You know it's not fair tell the truth

I've been in my feelings too

But if you took Emmett Till at least take Dylann Roof

At least take James Holmes

I ain't even mad at that

Just bring back Whitney

And give us Michael Jackson back

Feds want me in the slammer d**n

Ain't no justice for Sandra Bland

We up like the ceiling fan

Lord if you listenin'

I'm just lookin' for a hand to hand

Take out the f**k n***as and give us back our fam again

Drownin' in my tears tryna pray for something

Woo

Wonder why you give us life

For you to take it from us

Woo

Wonder why you give us family

Then erase them from us

Woo

Maybe hopefully you can have a conversation with us

Yeah

Maybe I'm just probably tripping

'Cause I need a hug

I need a hug

The hood can't find jobs

Now we need a plug

We need a plug

Everybody and their mama tryna be a thug

I don't go to church 'cause I'm afraid of being judged

I've been starin' at the ceiling as I lie in bed

Watchin' n***as follow trends like Simon Says

Yeah

I pray you give us back the real ones and try again

Or maybe take them n***as that deserve to die instead

Tomi Lahren run her mouth and then she get defensive

Laura Ingraham laughin' at death and disrespectin'

I really feel like you should

Teach them stupid h*es a lesson

Either that or give us back

Somebody who deserve the blessings

I left out a bunch of names that I forgot to mention

Cost too much to pay attention then it got expensive

Father forgive me for I know not what I do

And now I'm reachin' out to you

Hopin' you hear me and return the message

I know that you got our back

And that you're not against us

Or maybe you just love us so you doin' s**t to test us

I just kinda thought that you would do more to protect us

They say that the good die young

And I ain't on the guest list

I've been drinkin' Lord forgive me

It's my blood racin'

I don't know what I'm thinking I'm just frustrated

I don't mean to question you

I'm just confused

I don't know what else to do

I've been patient and it sucks waiting

Took my mans from me that forever hurts

But puttin' the blame on you that'd never work

I know this ain't your fault it's the devil's work

Devil's work