Haystak – Pray for Me lyrics
Ye, thou I walk through the valley of
The shadow of death, I shall fear no evil
Uh huh
I look back throughout my life,
And so often in the walk, I see only one set of footprints
And I truly understand, that it's because For so long, he carried me
And without his blessings,
I woulda never achieved anything of any significance...
Uhh
I set out to be the realest and the illest, of my time, (Of my time)
Knew I'd probably end up dyin, in my prime (In my prime)
When I finally got a chance, I knew I'd shine (Knew I'd shine)
But I seem to end up slippin, every time (Every time)
In this world, people quickly drop a dime (Drop a dime)
I'm a stand up guy, I go and do my time (Do my time)
Any time you wanna test me, come and try (Come and try)
Fore I swallow my pride, I'ma die (I'ma die)
Till the day that I go, I'ma ride (I'ma ride)
Cuz I know, I got God on my side (On my side)
And hey, we all got to die someday
And if ya don't know, now ya know
Ya know
Sometimes, I bet reverend Runn,
Looks back like, damn what have I done
They created an art form, you turned it to a circus
What the fuck happened, to making music with a purpose, man
Somebody, pray for me
I'm out here, in a place that I may never leave
A million records sold, I may never see
I'm out here in these streets, duckin' felonies
Please
I need all y'all, to pray for me
I'm out here, in a place that I may never leave
A million records sold, I may never see
Out here in these streets duckin' felonies
Ahh...
I document a lot of deep shit, in my past (In my past)
Did a lot of bad shit, in my past (In my past)
What we won't do, to get the cash (Get the cash)
It's the root of all evil, but we must have (Must have)
Wonder if ever we can have a craps game, where no blood gets spilled
A rap game, where no one gets killed
In heaven, I can see my dad and my granddad
So you can't tell me, that dyin' is that bad
I'm back at it
I'm on that bullshit, homie,
Suicidal, wishin' some body'd run up on me,
Cuz I'ma try, to blow they stomach thru they back
And, we can turn this whole motherfucker to Iraq
Uhh
I've never been more sincere,
Than I am when I say I'm sick of being here
So when I leave, don't shed tears
You weren't cryin' when I got here, seconds old
Screamin' like a motherfucker, wet'n cold (Come on)
Somebody, pray for me
I'm out here, in a place that I may never leave
A million records sold, I may never see
I'm out here in these streets, duckin' felonies
Please
My lil homie say his mama tried, but he wanna run the streets
And at the crib, there really wasn't enough to eat
For his mama, her boyfriend, and him, so the lil homie ball like
Damn them
He say, he ain't never looked back since then
Spent the last five out of ten, fenced in
We calmed him down, the lil homie was gone in the wind
I remember back, when you could throw him a ten
But he older now, and you gotta throw him a Ben
And if you turn your back on him, he'd be at it again
Robbin' everything movin', servin' everything smokin'
Savaged by the scavage's, lil homie ain't jokin'
So pray for him, cuz he need Jesus with him
Try to talk to him, but you can't reason with him
God do him like you done me, and stay right there
Put my lil homie in y'alls prayers, and while your at it
Somebody, pray for me
I'm out here, in a place that I may never leave
A million records sold, I may never see
I'm out here in these streets, duckin' felonies
Please
I need all y'all to pray for me,
I'm out here in a place that I may never leave,
A million records sold I may never see,
I'm out here in these streets duckin' felonies...