Latrell James - My Ignorant Chant lyrics

Okay and and fact is Everything comes to light People don't know no wrong Because people don't know their rights Right? I mean we can't talk about hindsight Would you take a lie all the way to your grave Or would you be denzel in flight And I'm like uh hunh Okay what's up shut up Everything can't be perfect but while I'm walking on the surface I'm tryna be as perfect as I can be Everyone makes mistakes. Got drive god don't give me breaks Cuz I don't know the definition of sleep and he's like And I'm like uh hunh Okay what's up shut up Forgive me I'm a sinner for as long as I remember And I'm sure I will continue devil pie is on the menu Thought that life was oh so simple but it's all about credentials Let no idiot convince you other wise it will torment you Applied this same logic to friends too Ironic how the most defensive person can offend you I commend you for your effort but you are not respected Cuz the man is not define by shine on his necklace I was , a youngin. With my mind set on then benjies A struggle ain't a struggle until you look into your mothers f**ing fridge and the mother f**ers empty That's why I don't even wear j**elry cuz I don't want to be the person everybody envies Cuz the richest of me got drive, the ignorant gotta drive Bentley's and I'm like What you doing what you doing what you doing Man you got a car but not a home what you proving Popping tags popping bottles super useless You taking trips up out the state but how your momma doing you f**ing foolish Chorus I don't expect to be forgiven Cuz the past is just the past I'm tryna alter how it's ending It's all bout how you finish live your life I recommend it The human body has it's limit And underground you can not spend it Cuz hard work can put you in a box your only cubicle Suture you, until they find a black suit that's suitable Head stone purchasing The usual It's sad when your only family gathering is a funeral Super true, I'm just the only one to speak it openly Hopefully it changes how you rapt guys approaching me Can't compare all 5 spices to a potpourri f**ery, you n***as Lack seasons that's Oden's knees Rosary slip through finger, pistol grip for the danger Bible that's on my dresser, won't protect me from stranger Parents ain't raise no n***a, I'm filled with Malcolm anger I learn how to get to the point, there's no gain in pointing fingers Chorus