Eternal Yard Dash Lyrics – Pastor Troy
Singer: Pastor Troy
Title: Eternal Yard Dash
Come on ’cause, we almost there
We almost there ’cause
g#dd#mn, where the finish line?
f#ck this sh#t, I need some chees
And I need the cookie and the nestle
If I have to kill then God bless me
All these p#ss# m#th*rf#ck*rs, they shouldn’t have test me
Left me looking like the villian , I was thinking of ending
Nobody knew what I was going through
All these m#th*rf#ck*rs saying what they gonna do
But then again all these m#th*rf#ck*rs ain’t true
So who am I gonna trust, am I going on and bust
Myself n#gg#, damn this sh#t
f#ck riding round’ n#gg#, f#ck being rich
I can’t take it, the sh#t to thick
And it ain’t my fault
So I ought to give the m#th*rf#ck*r telling lies to me
Hey the say, what it’s gonna be, but empty pockets all I g#dd#mn see
D-e-f, no ones left, then again, sh#t no ones right
I’m a kill my damn self the night
I get fear, it ain’t my fault he couldn’t fight
It ain’t like, when I motherf#cking die, this whole world gonna fall apart
But it’s a race, and I got a bad heart
Breath in the mouth, and I got a head start
I’m running for nothing, I’m running for nothing (x8)
So I’m gonna kill myself
A m#th*rf#ck*r tellin’ me what he gonna do
When I knew the m#th*rf#ck*r wouldn’t do sh#t
A n#gg# tease you, then a n#gg# leave you
Cause he heard that the sh#t done got thick, punk b#tch
I’m still in the mood for cocaine
The only thing I see when a n#gg# look
Come and get the baking soda, then open up the powder
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? if it really don’t matter
What the f#ck you been through
If a m#th*rf#ck*r see you doin’ better, my n#gg# I’m here to tell ya’
m#th*rf#ck*rs gonna hate you
Not a clue, if I really wanna new motherf#cking 22.
? ? far away
I never would have had a chance and would have killed myself on yesterday
Hook
This heaven, where the streets of gold, and why the hell is the a/c off
Where the f#ck, all the loved ones that I lost
f#ck this sh#t, take me to the boss
Do you understand the cost, ever paid
In order for me to be here tonight
n#gg# what’s up, something ain’t right
Tell the lord to turn on the damn light
Feeling like an angel when I take flight
Shit, as I try I’m on the damn mic
All my ? ? is out of damn sight
Look, why the f#ck I was packed so tight
n#gg# I ain’t mike I’m michael
Think I’m in the wrong spot
Not only do I have on black, it’s too hot
But why my k m#th*rf#ck*r ain’t shot
I got those halos, hello, m#th*rf#ck*r sh#t n#gg#, I’m talking to you
Slap the clip in the tech 22.
Let the sh#t fly ? ? ?
Now I got a clue, where the f#ck I’m at
Shawty want the tech and a n#gg# want the bud
n#gg# just bleedin’, m#th*rf#ck*r out of blood
Looking at me smilin’, asking me what
I got cuts, but cuts got down
? ? sh#t I can’t tell
Went from dwellin’ in hell on earth, now I’m living inhaling hell
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