Lord You Know Lyrics - Cam'ron

Okay, Dipset, let's do it y'all 

Now Lord you know, just how hard I try 

To live my life and get it rights 

Trying to see some light or even better 

Way over way a new day, someday 

Yesterday was filled with sorrow but tomorrow 

It gets better I know, tell you, I know 

With my muscle you'll be dazzled but hustlin's a hassle 

Percuset, Demorel, capsules of paxil 

Cops wanna cuff you, niggas wanna clap you 

Bitches might burn you, they runnin' with that clap too 

But the monster made it, do it for those incarcerated 

Who had it confiscated, hate it 

When they take powder, up-state he take showers 

Baby mom on greyhound for eight hours 

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See her man face to face through a glass 

on the phone, ten years he got chasin' that cash 

And he had the game in a smash 

Fell like the towers when the planes went on crash 

It wasn't 9/11 but it was 9-1-1 

Gave him 9 plus 1, dropped a dime on dun 

I told him get his nine and run 

Turned himself in, I had to find that dumb, that's too long 

Now Lord you know, just how hard I try 

To live my life and get it rights 

Trying to see some light or even better 

Way over way a new day, someday 

Yesterday was filled with sorrow but tomorrow 

It gets better I know, tell you, I know 

Aye yo them niggas from the 3-2, said, âE½I can't breeze throughâE 

The fourty if I cop bottles, we can't believe you 

Me who? Please boo, landin' in that G2 

Same color as beef stew, favorite letters, GQ 

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That's me, true, peach blue, Hebrew 

Lawyer on my side keep me out of jail the fee stoop, steep whoo 

But it might lead to, that R2-D2, the mobsters creep through 

We da new PE, shittin' PU 

To da hood y'all don't need me, I need you 

'Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain 

Always a snitch in the game, what you want, prison or fame? 

Neither one dun, long as my digits are sane 

He lookin' frigid, dig it make sure them digits get changed 

(Why?) 

'Cause I can't be in hell's cell, shout out to Mell' Mel 

Cash and hell rell, Zeke doin' three, he even fell, hell 

He comin' home a '07 and 12 cells 

(I got 'em) 

'Cause you musta known, I can't trust the phones 

For the dough you'll be like d'oh, stuck at home 

Now Lord you know, just how hard I try 

To live my life and get it rights 

Trying to see some light or even better 

Way over way a new day, someday 

Yesterday was filled with sorrow but tomorrow 

It gets better I know, tell you, I know 

Nowadays dog they raid up in the ballparks 

Blaze 'em when they cross sharks 

We raiders of da lost ark 

I'm like a ballplayer, shake up and cross narcs 

They get mad when I lay up in the Porsche Box 

More props, R.I.P. my poor pops 

Can't see his son shine like the Four Tops 

My antennas will block the scanners 

(What else?) 

I got blammaz you'll drop ya hammers 

Lawyers to watch lawyers, cameras to watch cameras 

Niggas to watch bitches, Nana to watch grandma 

In pajamas I snuck out to watch Santa 

Now look at killa, you gon' watch Santana 

Now Lord you know, just how hard I try 

To live my life and get it rights 

Trying to see some light or even better 

Way over way a new day, someday 

Yesterday was filled with sorrow but tomorrow 

It gets better I know, tell you, I know