Gotta Have U

[Chorus: B-Rone] Lord I will do anything you need If it would bring you near to me I got to have you, I got to have you Lord I will even push myself to hard If it would bring me to your arms I got to have you, I got to have you [Verse 1: Sevin] I feel the pressure bubbling we definitely struggling We come from less than nothing Starve to death unless we hustling Stuck in mislead destruction, Its like the best seduction He let the fetish touch him, until detectives bust him We know the story its horrible but its often true You poor but you explore it Ignoring them when they caution you Never prepared to harness the torment That you were tossed into You know ain't nothing going to hold you As close as the coffin do Sadly I relate to the agony and the tragedy The fact that we are lacking is a catastrophe and travesty When you ain't ate in past a week And your stomach hurts to bad to sleep The choices seem to have you weak Voices screaming grab the heat Barely a sin to carry you marry the game Temporarily insane you hurting but you carry the pain All the dirt you did Done has led you to the gates of hell with death behind you You pray to Jesus for peace and you hope he left to find you [Chorus: B-Rone] [Verse 2: Sevin] I used to lay back in the lac and burn that sack Until that cactus turned to ashes And my laughter turns to sadness When my past refers to caskets Eight double 0 on that label soothed my shattered mind Sip codeine and blow green No dreams because I shattered mine This world is darker than coffin air we die often here Lost and scared cause We know no one outside even thought to care I'm hearing sermons they not relevant to this hell I'm in Yea they can tell I sin But they never stopped to ask how well I been Such a treatment leaves me in the clutch of demons Spirit saying just believe him Blood I need the touch of Jesus I'm such a heathen What's the reason I can't seem to shake the virus Lately I been thinking knowledge is more profitable Than all this hate and violence God is not the author of confusion but I'm lost in this illusion That the cross cannot be offered to a loser But I will cross a thousands seas Bow my knees and loudly scream out hallowed be Thy will if I could still make you proud of me [Chorus: B-Rone]