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For Survival Lyrics - We Ready, I Declare War - Pastor Troy

This shit is for all the motherfuckin niggaz out there 

Doin what the fuck they gotta do to feed the family 

 

[pastor troy] 

Hangin up out the window, ready to blow 

I'm harassed by crackers, the stress of the pastor 

-look in my eyes- 

I'm in the rain sellin my shadow 

But it's gone still follow me, so I battle 

-nah, you gone make it- 

Naw fuck that, 'cause you lyin 

Look at how many made it, and look at how many tryin 

-so I guess you feel- 

No now I don't feel, never fell never will 

Ask phil I kept it real yeah it's still blood spill 

-who they kill? - 

All my folks 

-how they die? - 

Quickly, never really lived they life 

But they died particularly anyone who kept it real 

-trap- 

And so many old friends, prayin for my profit 

Motherfucker talked to undercovers 

-so you sell drugs? - 

No, I show love, don't nobody love me 

Papa wasnt there for me, momma never hugged me 

Buggin me bout what I do, loan me a g or two 

Just like I fuckin thought all you do is fuckin talk 

 

Chorus: repeat 4x 

 

I do what I wanna do, I do what I have to do 

And if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at you 

I do what I wanna do, I do what I have to do 

And if that mean blast at you, my nigga we blast at you 

 

[pastor troy] 

When the pressure becomes too much upon my heart 

Where the fuck I'm 'posed to go? 

Flex em like these other folks, fuck that shit twist mo' smoke 

I'm to' now, take mo to death will probably scare me 

Say I don't give a fuck no mo' my nigga I am ready 

God already prepared me for hell so hell I'm straight 

Give me a house and crush up the house nuthin but weight 

And i'ma be the only pastor that'll be burnin 

No mistakes yeah you heard it, 'cause it wasn't misworded 

Because ain't nobody perfect, who knows if God forgave you 

Just because you done fucked up you askin him to save you 

Behave you, or I'll be forced to grab my rifle 

And anything I do will be done in my survival 

 

(chorus)