Rush Davis - Steer lyrics

(Hook: Rush Davis) Staring down the barrel of a colt 45 I’m feeling mad suicidal, so I think I’m gonna drive Everything is hazy and I can’t see my lanes Demons got me seeing devil in the rain If I put the peddle to the metal, take my hands of the wheel Lord if you hear me, steer, steer Lord if you hear me, steer (Verse 1) I think I need to resign feeling right My conscious is at easter live your life Got everything I ain’t miss much, bra Got my little paper back I ain’t feeling f**ed up My woman got my back so I ain’t stressed out Side looking in, you can say I’m blessed this time (?) got my street cred Went on with life (?) dead But every now and then I get flash backs And down on my knees in the Aston God keep my head on the sour wanna spaz out Load back up that 45 and n***a, a** out (Hook: Rush Davis) Staring down the barrel of a colt 45 I’m feeling mad suicidal, so I think I’m gonna drive Everything is hazy and I can’t see my lanes Demons got me seeing devil in the rain If I put the peddle to the metal, take my hands of the wheel Lord if you hear me, steer, steer Lord if you hear me, steer (Verse 2) Waked by the sound of the siren Helicopter spotlights (?) crime scene Crowd gathers round try to find what the f** is happening Wait a minute, time out I looked a little closer at my t-shirt I see sports of blood, (?) bleed words I’m lost I got blood on my hands, though And the camera man starts to faint slow Realizing what I’m up against I guess I just have to face the consequence Step back to reality I gotta think fast, got some motherf**ers after me (Police sirens) Paranoid, got me running for my life now Homicide, questioning my mama and my wife now Parking lot, full of cops, got the dogs out Running, chest burning, out of breath About to fall out (?) stop sign Going back to jail ain’t the plan, so that (?) (?) f** that I ain’t better take sh** I rather be carried by a 6 feet judge by 12, getting that Sam Or maybe they gon’ gun a n***a down Cause they don’t wanna see me in the trial (Outro: Rush Davis) Everything is hazy and I can’t see my lanes Demons got me seeing devil in the rain If I put the peddle to the metal, take my hands of the wheel Lord if you hear me, steer, steer Lord if you hear me, steer