Artist: Saigon f/ Omar Epps, Papoose Album: The Greatest Story Never Told Chapter 3: The Troubled Times of Brian Carenard Song: Sinner's Prayer Typed by: Nickolye16@aol.com [Chorus: Saigon] Does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? When I die, if I make to the gate, will they let me into there? As I look at this crook in the mirror With all this dirt on my hand, does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? This is a sinner's prayer When I die, if I make to the gate, will they let me into there? As I look at this crook in the mirror With all this dirt on my hair, does the Lord hear a sinner's prayer? [Saigon] If they wishin to be dishonest, I think they got they mission accomplished We still don't know the real definition of Congress I love the Obama's, Barack and Michelle But it's been five years, my block still hot as hell Ain't nobody else gon' say it, I might as well If you don't like the beat well then play this shit a capell' Somethin you need to hear, I'm like the new Makavel' with a lot to tell, I can change the game by myself But I said fuck all that, I'm finna call Pat His phone dead, left him a message to call back It's all black everything, everything all black Even our mindframes be takin it all back See niggaz say "Brian, you delusional You read too many books in the pen', and them muh'fuckers confusin you" Father forgive me for not livin so positively My apologies Lord, please father forgive me~! [Chorus] [Papoose] A sinner's prayer, it's almost over, the end is near Judgment day, didn't rush to this moment but did prepare I couldn't see through the weed smoke, it's gettin clear Good eyes of 20/20 vision peer Always take my wife's advice as she sit in the prison chair Cause the females are very observant and women stare "You should fear nothin but God," I didn't care I said, "I'd rather die in courage than live in fear" Lied on a stack of Bibles in court, but didn't swear Both booths stand in a circle of truth, I'm in a square Told Rosa Parks that niggaz seats are in the rear Now the White House is the Black House, we livin there It's not like I had knowledge that I didn't share Breathe life into the mentally dead, I give 'em air Ride 'til the wheels fall off, a shirt the quitter's wear Jack it up and change that tire, we ride with a spare [Chorus] [Omar Epps] First off, here's a theory to quote Tryin to hide from the eyes of God is really a joke No matter your area codes, just the various folks who wanna walk amongst the king but they barely get close And uhh, masquerade with your blasphemous ways Claim you masters of the universe but actually slaves Those shenanigans'll get you smacked in your face Exposed like mannequins before they back on display Get it? Instead of feedin people the truth They propagandize e'rything you see on the news Misleadin the youth, but they can't imprison your mind You don't need 20/20 to see niggaz is blind Divide that by the fraction from the biblical times Now is that subtractin or addin to your spiritual crimes? Huh, you don't wanna listen nigga close your ears When you get caught up, the system will divulge your fears [Chorus]