Pray to my God we don't go to the feds We don't go to the feds I pray all that money don't go to my head Don't go to my head I pray on my Glock when I'm goin' to bed When I'm goin' to bed Now pray for the suckas that wanted me dead 'Cause all of 'em

And it makes me so angry I can feel your body When I'm lying in bed There's too much confusion Going around through my head To know that the flame still burns Why can't I get over? When will I ever learn?

'Cause you're under the blade, ohh You're under the blade A glint of steel, a flash of light You know you're not going home tonight Be it jack or switch, doctor's or mind You can't escape From the bed you've made When your time has come You'll accept the

Whenever I'm near you It feels like bedtime My love just comes down Whenever I see you I just want you around Cause I want to feel you All through the day and the night Craving your body all through the night Feels like I'm going through withdrawals

And it makes me so angry I can feel your body When I'm lying in bed There's too much confusion Going around through my head To know that the flame still burns Why can't I get over? When will I ever learn?