I Pray (feat. Swizz Beatz)

I pray

Now we lay me

Down to sleep

I pray the Lord

My soul to keep

You see

They pray for my downfalls, but I'm up

They pray for my downfalls, but I'm up

They pray for my death, but I wake up

They pray for my death, but I wake up

I gotta get mine, I gotta get mine

I gotta get mine, I gotta get mine

I better get mine, you ain't gon' get yours

I'm from the ghetto, from the ghetto where it's hard

God, forgive us, I know we don't pray as much as we should

We call on bad times, don't stay in touch when we good

'Less it's your downfall, they don't pray for much in the hood

So when they ask for supper, I don't say as much as I could

Can't tell **** who never been up, you leveling up

That's like going to Hell and tell the Devil what's up

Can't even bless your food 'round here, **** hate that

You close your eyes and bow your head and get your plate snatched

So I keep it with me faithfully, you demons stay away from me

Love don't cost a thing and y'all still got hate for me

Sometimes the one's clapping for you ain't happy for you

Thought they was rooting for you, really shooting for you

Hoes ain't loyal, **** ain't either

People lie religiously, we just ain't believers

Pastor said, let us pray for our enemies

Fuck that, we let it spray for our enemies, blaow

Now we lay me

Down to sleep

I pray the Lord

My soul to keep

You see

They pray for my downfalls, but I'm up

They pray for my downfalls, but I'm up

They pray for my death, but I wake up

They pray for my death, but I wake up

I gotta get mine, I gotta get mine

I gotta get mine, I gotta get mine

I better get mine, you ain't gon' get yours

I'm from the ghetto, from the ghetto where it's hard

Amen

Lord, amen

Oh, amen

Amen

Lord, I know I call in the time of need

These **** come around in the time of greed

I got five children I'm trying to feed

They killing to follow, I'm dying to lead

You ain't wearing the vest, it's time to bleed

Thirty seconds or less, it's time to leave

You dealing with death, it's time to grieve

Cherish every breath, just trying to breathe

I don't do the rappers, I be around ball players

Too much fake jewelry and downfall prayers

Yeah, everything is irrelevant

You mistaking the elements with the elegance

Your emotions supersedes your intelligence

Then they might just kill you for the hell of it

Yup, one thing about the Devil

He gon' always pop up, pitchfork with a shovel, let's pray

Now we lay me

Down to sleep

I pray the Lord

My soul to keep

You see

They pray for my downfalls, but I'm up

They pray for my downfalls, but I'm up

They pray for my death, but I wake up

They pray for my death, but I wake up

I gotta get mine, I gotta get mine

I gotta get mine, I gotta get mine

I better get mine, you ain't gon' get yours

I'm from the ghetto, from the ghetto where it's hard

Amen

Lord, amen

Oh, amen

Amen