Pray For Them

Joe Budden

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    Pray for me, need y'all to just pray for me
    Pray for me, somebody just pray for me
    Somebody pray for me, need y'all to just pray for me
    Somebody pray for me, need y'all to just pray for me
    Now if it goes to the wire
    I will never fall, I got the soul of a fighter
    Walk barefoot over the coals through the fire
    I thought the toll would be lighter
    Make sure that blunt is rolled a little tighter
    I tell 'em I'm just looking for some piece of mind
    But they say I'm only working with a piece of mine
    If I'm a do it it be on my own accord, no crutch
    Swear to god I've never called upon the lord so much
    Play the corner of the club, laughing at the wanna-bes
    It's ironic cause they everything I wanna be
    Would light a ton of reef
    But that's gon' unleash
    Everything I'm trying to hide underneath
    Then I'd lose all I've earned
    And if there's two things that I've learned
    Is I'm the only thing at stake
    And when you the only thing real
    Really you the only thing fake
    It must be time to escape from that
    And fuck rhymes, might be time to escape from rap
    Why should I be the only nigga to escape from the act?
    So I lie since everybody just escapes from facts
    Yo that sucka shit niggas be on I can't dig it
    Joe — won't lose even if you plan to rig it
    Yeah, nothing to prove, with no fear of how I'm depicted
    I'm here, won't move, I don't care to be evicted
    You don't like how I move?
    Well I ain't gonna keep still
    Any nigga want me killed
    Wanna leave me in the streets peeled
    Well if it happens it happens, I believe in free will
    Just know that ain't how we built
    I'll call niggas that'll dead you for a cheap thrill
    When the clips empty, they gonna try to refill
    And I'm a be the dude to try and stop 'em like, "please chill."
    Y'all know all I'm about
    They keep putting up roadblocks
    I keep finding alternate routes
    Now success seems likely everybody wanna try me
    I'm all for it, can't trip me up
    I won't fall for it
    I'm just a man without a care

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    Neighbor to heartache, roommate with despair
    Reminded my past is darker
    Cause when A.M. died I was staring at Travis Barker
    Wishing it was something I could say to make him cheer up
    And so I prayed — he teared up
    I ain't wanna see him go through that
    The same shit that I feel, never showed you that
    Cause it's none of nobody's business
    And it just makes you look weaker
    Every joke is just smoke
    Look deeper, nevermind, don't bother
    Some of y'all smarter
    Enough ain't got sense that if you try harder
    You'll get a glimpse of everything that I harbor
    We all ain't got the strength to be a martyr
    So to everyone who ever loved me:
    I apologize and I'm sorry
    Wholeheartedly, can't change it's just part of me
    Not music, shit's art to me
    Too fucked up to drive, here's the car keys
    I don't care where we go, get it far from me
    Choices I don't wanna make
    I know I have to
    Worlds going faster
    So my ride or die chose the latter
    I'm looking for a rush out of habit
    Truth is, there is such thing as too much for a addict
    Ain't the nigga I'm belittled as, riddle that, nigga come from middle class
    If you speak to me, show a little class
    Dropped out of school, a nigga couldn't sit through class
    Learned to fall asleep through the sound of a pistol's blast
    I come from where dad taught mom to get high
    She's strong so we still got by
    When I picked up the drug why the fuck was they surprised?
    If it wasn't for your genes I wouldn't lust the supply
    I come from a whole hood, telling me that I'm next
    Handed me a mag, must've known that I was Complex
    They say that you a wild individual
    You just not getting my style, you too typical
    Now everybody got a word for me
    Shit y'all deem important ain't pertinent to me
    Put your opinion with a feather, balance that
    Grab medicine, when the success and the talent match
    Now pray for them

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