Devil's Work (Explicit)

Devils Work - 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