GEMS UK - Born Sinner lyrics

[verse 1] Lord I know there's a better way Down on my knees prayin' for better days From the block I'm tryin' get away Illegal hustlin' That's how we gettin' paid And the cheddar's made Off the weed and 'cain Deep down Lord I want to leave the game Money's comin' in I wanna see a change Smokin' weed at night Just to ease the pain My brain's buzzin' And my eyes are red Tired of coppin' keys And supplying zeds On the strip where they fire led If they don't k** me with a gat Then it might be a knife instead Suicidal Caught in a cycle I don't wanna live I just wanna die instead My soul is empty Inside I'm dead Anansi got me caught in a spider web [verse 2] There's pressure here Drama is everywhere I grew up fatherless My father was never there When it comes to pain Yes I hid it well Physically free But mentally I'm in a prison cell It's how it is Guess it's how I live Sellin' raw Doin' 24 hour shifts In the trap house Where there's loads of cats They even bunnin' b Or even smokin' crack I was raised on the straight road Took the crooked path And said there's no goin' back Time's it feels like life is cold Them church days feel Like a long time ago You hear the sirens blow Get behind us bro .. put your foot on the pedal You're drivin' slow (Why?) We got stuff on us If they pull us over Then they gonna put the cuffs on us [verse 3] Born sinner Used to bag green To stack cream Where the crack fiends get more slimmer Darkness appears Light gets more dimmer For the fallen On the corner we poured liquor But the devil won't let me go When you live fast then you die very slow Fallin' need a parachute Cheryl Cole Will I make it out? Only Christ in heaven knows The streets don't play Tryin' leave her like Charlie in Carlito's Way And everyday my people prayed That everything's gonna be okay They keep warning me Can't sleep 'cause these dreams keep haunting me Can't leave 'cause the streets keep callin' me She's whispering But I hear her loud and clear I'm after the bread like the .. in Trafalgar Square It's hard gettin' out of here Steppin' out your comfort zone Brings doubt and fear It's sick outside And without Christ My sin won't comin' out Like a bleach stain I'm so happy bro that He came Had to say Adiós to the street game I'll always be from the hood Had to pack my bags But this time I'm gone for good