know they can't hang Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break North Don't make me get my gun and blow YOUR MOTHERFUCKIN HEAD OFF Once
is your best friend My mama prayed for me Tell the Lord to make way for me, prepare any day for me (why?) Cause when they come for me they find a struggler
by the name of Shyne Poe Puttin' it down, cuttin' it up and cookin' it now It's been a lotta dick ridin' for lack of a betta words For lack of a betta
back, here we go You ever lost somebody A member of your party Your daddy, maybe mommy? For them there was no copy Just know that we all asleep Pray
curse you Do good to them that hate you And pray for them which despitefully Use you and persecute you" This goes for them terrorists too But them publicans
is absurd I stay hard on 'em, fulla 'izm, fuck whatchu heard You say you down for me, shit, but that's only words You wanna show me love, bitch, I wanna
for the haters for were the infrared And everybody prays for the ride away is it time to pay Visualize me gunned down mama told me to pass and run from
where only gangsta's roam All nite long and ah thuggin' there for days Wit my G's and we pray, help us Lord Never confuse luv with lust Retaliate bust for
wasn't made for this world I'm in it like lifetimes before mine For sure, crime, ya made me? Then grudgenly enslave me Yeah, ya paid me, but barely enough
for my life Forgive me lord for complaining so much I thank you lord for my life Your the only one that understands my pain I thank you lord for my life Forgive me
you pissless trash. You get on that block, you make my money. You make my money good you pissless trash. [Chorus (Kane & Abel)] Only real niggas roll with me
out Pray to my God everyday but he don't listen The poverty bothers me but mama's working wonders in the kitchen Listen, I can hear her crying in the bedroom Praying for
is your best friend My mama prayed for me Tell the Lord to make way for me, prepare any day for me 'Cause when they come for me they find a struggler
pray to the Lord; Please forgive me for my sinny But it's hard to maintain mayn, when ya livin how we livin Rollin righteous for a minute, kept me hypnotized
know they can't hang Don't give me no lip, don't give me no backtalk, yeah break north Don't make me get my gun and blow your motherfuckin head off Once
a failing breeze Grabs a hold and pulls me down Hands have turned to clay Gripping the hope that lives inside I move on praying for a way To save my
lives, the crime befits the sentence Instead set free to hurt again for reasons I can't figure Just line them all against the wall and let me pull the
me We can take flight like a thief in the night Stolen moments with you, ooh Dreamin' 'bout you I keep dreamin' 'bout you When I'm dreamin' and praying for