[Struggle Jennings] Uh, daddy wasn´t home, momma raised a thug The life I gravitated towards she never did indulge But she never judged, her love was unconditional
Probation conditional, evidence admissible Tears on her ivory keys, glory in the lyrics Singin´ Gods praise to anybody who could hear it The end she doesn´t fear it, words written in red Pain weighs her down, but the girl liftin´ her head Son chasin´ bread, searchin´ for some soul food When she preaches come, he says "I´m in no mood" Carnivore, never satisfied by tofu Wild eyes blind to what he ´bout to go through
[Yelawolf] Livin´ on a prayer, got a pocket full of stones One day you´re here, the next day you´re gone Wild eyes (Wild eyes), Wild eyes (Wild eyes) Livin´ on a prayer, me against the world Momma´s boy chasin´ the devil´s little girl Wild eyes (Wild eyes), Wild eyes (Wild eyes)
[Struggle Jennings] I´m borrowed time, livin´ off momma´s prayers The only one to ever see through all his rugged layers Nobody really cares, bangin´ me against the world At the bottom of the black sea, fishin´ for a pearl Listen to the words, missin´ all the meanings Deal going down, should probably sit it out this evenin´ Devil on his shoulder, he gotta hit this lick This what you been waitin´ on, and after this you can quit Butterfly´s got him sick, somethin´ don´t seem kosher Cops or the robbers go with or without the toaster
Now verdicts on the poster, candles burnin´ blue Wild eyes blind to what he´s ´bout to go through
Livin´ on a prayer, got a pocket full of stones One day you´re here, the next day you´re gone Wild eyes (Wild eyes), Wild eyes (Wild eyes) Livin´ on a prayer, me against the world Momma´s boy chasin´ the devil´s little girl Wild eyes (Wild eyes), Wild eyes (Wild eyes)
[Struggle Jennings] Pull in to the parkin´ lot, dash full of cash Homie in the back, killer in the stash Shawty actin´ funny, she don´t even count the money Then she strikes off runnin´, right then he see it comin´ Blue lights, black vests, everything is slow-mo
Hands in the air, throw them keys out the window Karma from his past is catchin´ up with his ass Then he laughs as his momma says "This too shall pass" Handcuffs click, prison doors shut Judge looks down and says 57 months His kingdom disappears, a lot of friends follow suit His wild eyes open and he finally see the truth
Livin´ on a prayer, got a pocket full of stones One day you´re here, the next day you´re gone Wild eyes (Wild eyes), Wild eyes (Wild eyes) Livin´ on a prayer, me against the world Momma´s boy chasin´ the devil´s little girl Wild eyes (Wild eyes), Wild eyes (Wild eyes)