Artist: Royce Da 5'9" Album: Layers Song: Pray Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Intro] (Let us pray) Dear Heavenly Father, thank You for watching over us today I pray for the sick and shut in and for those who have lost loved ones Lord, I pray for the homeless Lord, I pray for our soldiers and their families I pray for everyone here today... [Royce Da 5'9"] Uhh, God taketh away and God giveth The clock's tickin away as the plot thickens today Cause I'm sippin hard liquor We couldn't suffer the same amount of losses cause my supply's bigger Don't associate me with nothin but that, dopest child star shit That Lindsey Lo', that Todd Bridges Hit your block with a ticking bomb that'll leave the competition in the hospital I'm the product of foolish pride I'm a speeding bullet who responds to the pull of God's trigger Jumpin out the barrel like "Excuse me Nas, move aside Jigga" I'm hard as proving ground bricks Groundbreakin each time, I spit words and they hit the street You don't like the game you can Google my dick bitch And that goes to everybody I pray for foes, I pray for hoes, I pray for everybody But you can pray for them If you gon' pray for somebody, pray for them Don't pray for me, pray for Paris Pray for Nigeria, pray for peace, pray for your marriage Pray your horse don't sway far away from your carriage Why you put all of your eggs in one basket blowin dumb cash on Wraiths and karats? Your daughter ain't an heiress, I hope she's taken care of More importantly I hope this gun in yo' face, don't end up in yo' mouth I'll make you taste the terror, of the kickback of this gat that could break the barrel More court cases, hate betrayal If I approach thee boy please take me serious Cause if I say that I shall then I shall proceed I don't cry wolf cause I don't enjoy wasting tears any more than I enjoy wasting shells I looked at the state of my health and asked the reverend 'bout it I don't just pray for myself, I pray for everybody But you could pray for them They need you more than me, pray for them [Chorus] Pray for everybody (now) Look around, look around, look around, look around (what you see?) Pray for everybody Tell me exactly what you're seein Ooh, ooh I'm seein children bein murdered by police and then acquitted on all charges It's like they all targets I pray for them [Royce Da 5'9"] I pray for everybody Live from the gutter, my father's a drugger The block is my mother, 2Pac got it on lock in my suburb I got dope double-wrapped up in bubble wrap on top of my cupboard Old ladies watchin from shutters Tellin all the children keep watchin out for us, bad influences We the gumbo that you see inside the pot, swimmin 'round in all the saddest truest shit Addict in the coolest whip Ridin 'round my city lookin for the baddest newest bitch Hammer in my stash feelin +Too Legit+ 90 on the dash, slammin on the gas, passenger mad sayin "That break pedal do exist" I'm sayin "I'm late man, I got school to skip" Introduce me to your chick, I turn this shit to a Skip to My Lou assist I don't talk too much shit, I discuss shit by throwin hands I'm a sucker for hoes in yoga pants Tell my queen I'm into shit like kissin and holdin hands I keep my flings on the other end of a string with swollen glands I'm a player, I've been to every hotel and every lobby Every time I pray I send up a prayer for everybody Don't pray for me nigga, pray for them You gon' pray for somebody? Pray for them Don't pray for me, pray for respect Pray to get somethin different from rich and away from your debt Nigga I'm straight to cassette Y'all digital, y'all about as physical as a finger under some balls coughin while takin a test Too many artists get mistaken with best Cause they on the charts, you sleepin on me I'll come and wake you to death While I pray against all of the violence and shootin ISIS got Obama sittin down with Vladimir Putin I saw a child online ask his father "Why did they do this?" His father then replied to him, "We gotta fight 'em with flowers" Growin out the ground, I look at violence same way I look at slavery, it's never-endin in light of abolishment These are my finest hours then [Chorus] [Royce Da 5'9"] Let us pray [Outro] Lord, please keep Your arms around us and protect us from all harm and danger In Your son Jesus' name, amen (AMEN!)