DMX Prayer (Remix) [feat. Tshego, Emtee, Jay Hood & Zakwe]

Yeah, yeah yeah yeah yeah, yeah I climb, through the darkest of my days and I strived Wouldn't try me now I swear you gon' die Fuckin' with my shit is on site (Is on site, yeah, yeah) Yeah North West nigga I'm in this bitch All my niggas we in this bitch By any means we finna get rich 9-10 niggas, we hittin' that lick Nigga we lit, top 5 in your list We ain't really doing that talking Used to be broke guys walking (Now the money keep calling) I was on the tracks, I was rising Now I'm on their necks like a [?] Now I'm on the phone getting milage Whole bunch of lense, silence Plenty bands, profits Bustin' out my pockets Poppin' like a locket The plug and the socket (Yeah yeah, yeah yeah, yeah) I figured it out, it wasn't that hard You stuck in the clouds, I knew from the start I come from the stars, on my, God I hit all the marks, I made it this far When I was on spark, I was in the dark You niggas just bark, I move like a shark, yeah, yah I'm just checking my moves, I switch 'em like a ball player We ain't had no money, never used to ball, player Living through hope and luck, my homey it was all prayer All prayer and we hoping that the Lord save us You gotta get up, get on up Just tell them get up, get on up Y'all need to get up, get on up You gotta get up, get on up (Ah Yes) Used to get guap from my mama and them Back when getting success was a problem Probably dig myself a grave if I don't win Spill emotions, liquor, nothing's bottled in I'm leading from the front, the rest is following I Had to get up and get it, tired of borrowing (Had to get up and get it, tired of borrowing) Had to get up and get it, tired of borrowing Be a bunch of Steven Biko kids Making sure y'all can see a Steven Biko lives On the boom box, with the beat on it Lil 2pac, juice sweet on it Don't sleep on it, you might just bleed on it If you ain't qualified, don't speak on it (If you ain't qualified, don't speak on it) If you ain't qualified, don't speak on it Preacher say "I wanna pray with ya" But I think he just tryna take pictures Friends are switching like shape shifters Don't entertain it, that's they business I've been through it all, you ain't got enough stress on me Don't get involved, we came up from nothing We gon' get it all Though I've never been to jail, I speak through the bars Personification of being a art. Using my hands, the voice and my palm Been through the trenches, look at my scars That's why I got "Freedom" tatted on my arm Ay, no other choice I gotta go in (Gotta go in) It's never easy to win Many sayin' "He fell off", is you doing better than him? I fill my cup to the brim Make sure my youngin' is clean You hatin' on me but [?] You wasn't with me in the gym Taught you everything you know No cap, we was close You better deal with it (You better deal), yeah I'm the GOAT Stop all that talking and make the approach If you're a player then I'm a coach Ridin' my wave with your lil' biddy boat Fuck what they sayin', I'm staying afloat Before you win, you gotta go through the most Plan graves before making a toast Swerve lanes before making the dough You better get it and go Gotta thank you for holding me down I am the realest around It ain't no holding me down, we running shit in the South, yeah I'm just checking my moves, I switch 'em like a ball player We ain't had no money, never used to ball, player Living through hope and luck, my homey it was all prayer All prayer and we hoping that the Lord save us You gotta get up, get on up Just tell them get up, get on up Y'all need to get up, get on up You gotta get up, get on up Yeah Never stand in my way, I'm chasing the bread I turn the heat up on the beat then you niggas are toast I was born to be great, that's a lil diagnose Every verse that I spit, is a certified quote Mama told me that I gotta tell it how it is in the game You ain't gotta be a player, be a coach And never play away from home, you gotta be a host Even if you draw, you gon' win by default, uh You see what I did? The OGs getting schooled by a kid, nigga it is what it is My punchlines turn a whack song into a hit You niggas never gon' last, you gon' pass with the wind You see, a lot of people in the game got a lot of greed Never wanna see the young kid succeed But I'ma do it on my own til I get there It's a long way to the top and I take stairs You niggas lost in the wave, need some new hair Sleeping on the kid, then you're gonna get nightmares Pray to God one day, I be a billionaire See mama live her life with no stress Cut her half everytime I get a lil cheque Ain't got money so my time is my invest You hatin' on me!? Man, I couldn't care less Most y'all niggas fake like the chains on your neck Coming from the bottom, only thing I was afraid of was death We got gunshots more than a cheque I got a little brother and a little sister I gotta protect I chase dreams, I don't even gotta rest Everytime they hear me on the beat, niggas clap hands That should be a sign that I'm coming up next Never had chains but I had bars, so I'm in the streets, that's the only thing that I'm gonna flex, yah