David Banner David Banner - Cadillac On 22's (Chopped & Screwed) Lyrics

Thank You Lord
It's gon' be aight though (ohh)
This one's for you, yeah!
Cadillacs on 22s...22s...22s...
Pimp my voice and mack these beats...
Pray to the Lord...
Mississippi...

[Chorus - repeat 2x]
Cadillacs on 22s
I ain't did nothin' in my life but stay true
Pimp my voice and mack these beats and
Pray to the Lord for these Mississippi streets, hey!

[Verse]
God I know that we pimp
God I know that we wrong
God I know I should talk about you mo' in all my songs
I know these kids are listening
I know I'm here for a mission
But it's so hard to get 'em wit 22 rims all glisten
I know these b____ are talking
Lord I wanna do right
I tried to fight but these demons they come TO me at night
Like my momma, my daddy, my girl and all my boys
I lost Rachelle but I guess I still got Dwayne and whinnin Roy
My couzin Sweets, momma Lita and Jason
Lord I'm praying for swacking my heart is still impatient
Keep 'em off them drugs, far away from thugs
He's still my hero but just a shell man of what he was
Yeah smoking get a buzz, but God I hear Ya calling
And s___ wrong wit balling
But my soul is just stelly [steadily] falling
And the s__ and the dead, and the other jail
God I'm stacking my mail but will I end up in Hell?

[Chorus]

[Verse]
Lord they hung Andre Jones
Lord they hung Reynold Johnson
Lord I wanna fight back but I'm just so sick of bouncing
Lord I'm sick of jumping, Lord please just tell me something
My folks still dumping my music, b__ping but I feel nothing
My heart is stelly pumping
My heart is stelly breaking
Sometimes I feel like I'm faking, man
I'm so sick of taking
Maybe hell ain't a place meant for us to burn
Maybe Earth is telling just a place for us to learn
Bout Yo love, Yo will and grace
Sometimes I wish I wasn't born in the first place
Maybe this first base, God knocked the ball up out the park
So we can come home this world right here is feeling so dark
Feeling so cold, Lord I'm gettin' so old
I dunno if I can take this world right here no more
22 inch rims on the 'Lac
I guess that was Yo footprint in the sand carrying us on Yo back