Why Do The Righteous Suffer

[Verse 1]
Why do the righteous have to suffer so much?
This crooked world ain't tryna' see me blow up
One more time
Why do the righteous have to suffer so much?
This crooked world ain't tryna' see me blow up
I gave Britney my heart
She cheated on me soon as we got to college
With a football player, 4th string bench rider, man
Now, I'm working around campus looking like a fool
Three years together, now in you in some random dude
I had basketball scholarships to different schools
I passed on em', so that I could go to school with you
I tried to walk on the team back in LSU
That ain't work, I got cut, and I was through with ball
Ryan got murdered for nothing, can't be replaced
My dawg ever since he was scooping grounders at third base
Went to church every Sunday with him
First communion catechism
Wish them bullets would've missed him, man I miss him

[Chorus]
Sometimes, you die over pain, it still hurts
Sometimes, I cry cause things just ain't work
I can't deny, sometimes I feel cursed
Trying to make it work before I'm in the dirt
Sometimes, I wish that life could be reversed
One take, one shot, no time to be rehearsed
Grandma keep saying that I should go back to church
Trying to keep God first, but every night I'm hurt

[Verse 2]
Why do the righteous have to suffer so much?
This crooked world ain't tryna' see me blow up
Hurricane Katrina wiped my whole city away
Washed it away, left my Grandpa in depression
He ain't smiled til' this day
He took it too personal, took it too hard
Lost his house, but worst, almost lost his faith in God
God, God, it's little David, I know you know me
Jesus, where you at bro? Throw me a blessing homie
Looking round' me, ain't too many friends left
Started trying to live right, and all my friends left
In college, feeling like a one man army
Friday night in my dorm room, feeling lonely
Then, I started trying to rap
Ain't have no direction, gps, or road map
Just running round' in circles partna, wasting my time
Finding out slowly, but surely, I'm losing my mind
Man

[Chorus]
Sometimes, you die over pain, it still hurts
Sometimes, I cry cause things just ain't work
I can't deny, sometimes I feel cursed
Trying to make it work before I'm in the dirt
Sometimes, I wish that life could be reversed
One take, one shot, no time to be rehearsed
Grandma keep saying that I should go back to church
Trying to keep God first, but every night I'm hurt
Sometimes, you die over pain, it still hurts
Sometimes, I cry just thing ain't work
I can't deny, sometimes I feel cursed
Trying to make it work before I'm in the dirt
Sometimes, I wish that life could be reversed
One take, one shot, no time to be rehearsed
Grandma keep saying that I should go back to church
Trying to keep God first, but every night I'm hurt