The Prayer Songtext / Lyric

Ghetto gospel
All thugs gotta pray
Hear me Lord, yo
If killin' niggaz is wrong
God forgive me for my sins
And all my evil thoughts
Like f***in' my girlfriends
God bless my family and
The b**** I bagged
In the Camry
And any extra guns
That come in handy
Not to play but pray
For things that's corrupt
But the Lord knows this world
Is all f***ed up
(Uh-huh)
In God's eyes
Every nigga is created equal
To some crackers
We evil 'cause we livin' lethal
(F*** 'em)
And anything we gots to get
Gots ta get got nigga
Even if somebody
Gots ta get shot nigga
Why not?
A whole lot of thugs
Died on my block
And I see the killer's still free
So f*** cops
(F*** 'em)
We got no love for the Lord
That's why we pack gats
When them shots pop
B**** cops, where they at?
(Uh-huh)
Probably somewhere
At Dunkin Donuts
While Black Child
Got niggaz on the corner
With they hands cuffed

CHORUS:
Now let me load my heat
Before I go to sleep
And pray to God
I don't end up six feet deep
'Cause if I die, before I wake
Let me die on some pape's
And all my niggaz at my wake
I said, if I die, before I wake
Let me die on some pape's
And all my b****es at my wake

God, please forgive me
For all my sins Lord
Please
Psalms 23

The Lord is my sheppard
And the gun's my weapon
Reppin' my upper sections
(Yeah)
They blessed with protection
(Nigga)
It's nothin' on this earth
That my soul should warn
Copped a house, a big Benz
All my friends puff blunts
Nigga we lust to bust
And guns we trust
The gods copped me a path
Now that's righteous
I'm tight 'cause my peeps
Was breathin' they last breath
Where we was, bubblin'
In the, valley of death
I went to jail and end up
Bein' the last nigga left
Now I, fear no evil
And hear no evil
Just threw the silencer
On my Desert Eagle
Nigga to free my people
I'm prepared for the enemy
And thugs who won't pull out
And put slugs up in me
Lord gave me the energy
Now pass the Hennessy
Word to God, all y'all niggaz
Is gon' remember me
Heh, Black Child, Black Child

Repeat chorus

Sh*t, if I die
Lord, have mercy
Street niggaz pray

Now let me hit the streets
So my kids could eat
Compton
Oakland
Inglewood
Long Beach
All the thugs in the street
Got love for me
Hollis
South Side
B.K.
Q.B.
I don't give a f*** nigga
I die for I-N-C
And ride for, e'ybody
That'll ride for me
All my b****es out there
That gave me slow nizzie
When bottles of Remi
Keep 'em so pissy

Repeat chorus

There's no lookin' back
Word to God
Bless all my hood people
All my good people..
Aight c'mon nigga
Let's go