CJ Mac - Smile lyrics

Yuk, what, thug lord, regime West coast, Yukmouth, Mac Mac, uh, check (Verse 1: C-Bo) Mission arrives upon all means, all the cream Baddest b**hes you ever seen tatted wit regime Thug Lord, wit the real hard core Keepin it crackin once, prepared for war Three of the downest n***a's you ever imagined and go platinum Known to keep it crackin wheter it's packin or scrapin Jackin a rapper, sh** I give it up if I can smile Ballin and repent somebody smile for me baby Then made it across the crossroads Skated the boss mode Now me, Mac and Yuk escalatin in floss mode Jaguar's, bad broad's, anything you ask for Motorcycle's, and fast cars, I ask the lord to forgive me To keep me in this, I'm livin is for my children I can't eat without another million I'm livin life in the fast lane, champagne to wash away ya pain Them tears, that I been holdin in for years, smile for me (Chorus:1x) Smile, smile, oh smile I only wanna see you smile Smile, oh smile, oh yeah (Verse 2: CJ Mac) How many words can make a average man sit and try Picture my lies, throwin bricks besides a business Tried crippin for life Tried dippin around this b**h without a clippin tonight Tried chips for somethin, h*mocidal call it crime, we cursed All we know we havin dreams in mirror's Fast cars, bad b**hes, and teams to kear Crack the seal loc, pour me out a shot of that filth So I can drown in all my feelins inside, we all lit Ha, dustin off the chronic ash and blast Caught up in a mash of cash, we want it fast I'm slippin, dirty I'm home, family won't hug me But that's how the livin as is gonna be, so f** em I reak of scandalous schemes, and livin fast It's like the second when I'm sayin by my hour gla**, damn Been at ?????, and livin buckwild But i'll give it all up to pop a smile, I wish that I could smile (Chorus:1x) (Verse 3: Yukmouth) Ayo, I wake up every mornin praisin the lord Thankin the lord for bein my shootin arm Keepin a soldier safe in his war I worry about livin no more, get paid and stayin on tour Receivein my blessings, the lord That's why I quit stresstin no more Now I can keep my tech in the drawer, and keep my vest on the floor I'm still protected by the lord like never before Acceptin the lord, for sakes, still respectin the lord Praise his name for what you got Cause what you got really ain't yours It's the lords, and we his children He want us all to pay for j**elry Livin in mansions inside a apartment buildings If we can stop this stealin, If we can stop the sinnin If we can stop the k**ings, start prayin, start repentin And ask god for forgiveness, the fatherfull forgiveness And feel the spirtural healin, and god's by witness So keep the pray for, even if you was raised hard I was buried in the graveyard, until I praised god (Chorus until fade)