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deal with god - dylan raps lyrics

[produced by londn blue]

[verse 1]
i’ve had struggles with god
i’ve had struggles a lot
i’ll make a deal with you god, just take the pain out my heart
it’s ripped my family apart, it’s torn my family in two
and as i read the scripture, no one can save me but you
lord i don’t understand, what the f-ck did i do
please don’t take my hero from me, cause then what would i do
jesus can you pull up, jesus can you come through
please don’t take my brother from me, lord i beg that of you
i might slaughter myself, or put a gun to my head
because i can’t sleep at night, can’t even lay in my bed
i don’t know if i believe, all the scripture i’ve read
i don’t know if i believe, what the pastor just said
that pastor was my dad, i think he need to be dead
if he keep har-ssing me, i’ll put a gun to his head
i don’t give a f-ck no more, cause when i’m cold on the floor, my mom ain’t cryin’ no more, until she see my dead corpse
please don’t feel no remorse, and don’t file a report
’cause i concoct all these potions to make some white that i snort
i wrote this out of my mind, drunk off some liquor and wine
i think my brother is dyin’, if i have to build a shrine
i’m bouta cut off my line, then put my life in rewind
i think i might k!ll myself, i think i might take my life
i’ll make deal with you, lord, please don’t take him from me
i swear i’ll go to church some, i’ll even bring my family
i’ll even pray just a little, i’ll even get on my knees
i’ll quit s-x until marriage, lord i’m begging you, please
i don’t think i can take it, if you take him from me
i’ll make a deal with you, god, just take my worries from me
this human mortality, it’s all a sick f-ckin’ joke
try to forget about sh-t, i’m still inhaling this smoke
then we have a car crash, or we get shot, or we choke
then we die, and we’re gone, but where the f-ck do we go?

[bridge]
where the f-ck do we go?
i’ve traveled so hard

[verse 2]
i’ve had struggles with god, i’ve been strugglin’ some
i’ll make a deal with you, god, please just help out my mom
lord my family’s f-cked up, lord this sh-t isn’t fun
i’ve had troubles at home, i’m bouta go on the run
my family won’t talk to me, and they all claim they love you
but what the f-ck’s a christian, if they’re not showing love too
they’re all just big hypocrites
i need a big -ss and t-ts
even when i let god in, i still was living in sin
i’d rather suffer in h-ll, than f-cking cease to exist
i don’t know if i believe, or even know what h-ll is
this sh-t is just a book right? then why can i not sleep tight?
what keeps me up all d-mn night
i keep searching, but can’t find
god just show me a sign, lord please show me a sign
and if you k!ll my brother, then i’ma make sure you die
i’m just so d-mn confused too, i think that i might need you
but i don’t want to quit drinkin’ and smokin’ weed on the weekend
and havin’ s-x before marriage, so what the f-ck do i do
i’d make a deal with you, god, if i could f-ckin’ see you
if you’re so f-ckin’ almighty, then why do you let us suffer
if you’re so f-ckin’ almighty, then why are you under cover
what’s the point to even live, if there’s only this life
what’s the point to even live, if it’s just all a d-mn lie
i guess i’ll never f-ckin’ know, so i guess this is goodbye

[outro]
i guess this is goodbye

- dylan raps lyrics

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