Lord Protect Me Lyrics – The Alchemist

Read the full Lord Protect Me lyrics by The Alchemist along with the music video, song credits, release information and other details about the song. If you enjoy The Alchemist’s music, you can also explore The Prayer and Kilo in the Trunk, two other songs by The Alchemist.

[Intro: Roc Marciano]
Yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, uh, yo, yo

[Verse: Roc Marciano]
Lord protect me from my friends (Live)
Still keep the F&M on my deathbed
Can’t trust the rest around bread like a crystal meth head
Can’t s*it where you rest your head
Can’t burn a candle from end to end (Uh), you dig?
Been had heroin in the pen, but the pigs couldn’t pin it on the kid
This s*it is rigged, might catch a kingpin bid
For just thinking this big
And it was said I might be tweaking a bit, s*it
Prehistoric skin on the Louis (??)
Two kilos, no dookie ropes
Still pull ’em though
Still hit the bull on his nose and bulldoze
Get chose by some thick pitbull hoes, beautiful souls (*growls*)
Next thing you know, shorty tripping like Glenn Close
Just when I thought we was getting close
Don’t tip the boat and get your fit soaked (Paow, paow)
Raised so many kids in the biz, I’m feeling like Phillip from Diff’rent Strokes
Uh, talk
Can’t milk a pimp, give me guilt trip
Convince me to trick on you, take you on a guilt trip
Eat through the bills I hid like some silverfish
It’s disingenuous, like them filtered pics
You use the real, real n!ggas and claim you innocent
But due to your scent we can’t even be friends with benefits
S*it, I’m not a dimwit
Even in the room when it’s dimly lit, you can see that I’m really rich
I’m really with the s*its
(??) I might drench a trench
In the Benz listening to Mitchy Slick
Many men wish death ‘pon me like 50 Cent
By the time they find slime body, it probably stink
Uh