Letra If I Hadn't Been Blessed de Gospel original

Liv-in' in the ghet-to wasn-n't much fun; Not ma-ny trees, and no-where to run. I nev-er knew my dad-dy, And he nev-er knew me. Liv-in' in a world of knives and guns, It's hard to know when to trust some-one. And when your mom-ma's up fly-ing high, All you can do is pray she does-n't die. If God had-n't stay-ed and stood by me On-ly the dev-il would know where I'd be. My life would be no-thing but a great big mess If it was-n't for God and if I hadn't been bless-ed. My life was rough, but I pull-ed through. I lived a life, you wouldn't want for you, I said my pray-ers,and made some plans. I wash-ed dir-ty dish-es, and scrubb-ed some pans. If God had-n't stay-ed and stood by me, On-ly the dev-il would know where I'd be. My life would be no-thing, but a great big mess If it was-n't for God and if I hadn't been bless-ed.