Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Prayer, artist - Beanie Sigel. Date of issue: 31.12.2006
Song language: English
Prayer |
| As I wake up in the mornin', stretch my arms wide |
| Before I even yawn or wipe the cold out my eyes |
| I say Al Humdulillah, givin' praise to my God |
| Allowin' me another day, blessin' me to rise |
| Know at any given moment, it could be my demise |
| 'Cause you only get a minute to pray |
| (And a second to die) |
| And realizing that I’ve come to terms with that |
| One day I’m gon' burn for all my heinous acts |
| I know a sincere prayer can only change my fate |
| So I drop, prostrate and pray it ain’t too late |
| For me to ask for forgiveness and increase my faith |
| And guide me on the path that’s straight |
| And never lead me astray |
| 'Cause I know I can’t walk this alone |
| I’m in fear of that fork in the road |
| The devil there, waitin' to claim my soul |
| So I pray that You, hold my hand |
| As I follow your footprints in the sand |
| Now I know I done did some wrong |
| And I ain’t been to talk to you in so, so long |
| So I’ma hit my knees and extend my palms |
| And send this up to you and hope you hear this |
| I’ll be prayin' |
| (Prayin') |
| I’ll be prayin' |
| (Prayin') |
| I’ll be prayin' |
| (Yeah) |
| I’ll be prayin' |
| (Ayee yeah) |
| I often find myself stuck, just starin' in space |
| Feel like hours at a time, my mind driftin' away |
| Can’t quite collect my thoughts or put 'em in place |
| And I grab a glimpse of my momma with a head full of grays |
| I know they shouldn' be there |
| (Nah) |
| Not for her age |
| And then I think of how I stressed her and shortened her days |
| Her long sleepless nights, not knowing if I was safe |
| Or was my name on the list of the reaper that day |
| I sink deeper as I feel a tear creep down my face |
| I wipe it away, now my thoughts on life in the grave |
| I know on that day that three things gon' go wit ya |
| Ya family, ya wealth and ya deeds but two gon' leave |
| And when that last person leave that site |
| The grave gon' squeeze so tight |
| Ya ribs gon' overlap till every bone crack |
| I drop my head in despair, imagine going through that |
| I smell fire then I notice the hole in my pants |
| I drop my cigarette butt and brush off my ash |
| I’m still stuck but I notice a car pass |
| I hear the driver cussin' me out over his horn blast |
| Damn, this can’t be right, let me snap back to life |
| How long I been stuck, day dreaming at this light? |
| Wondering if that’s a sign of how I’m moving through life |
| A reckless abandon, a accident, just waitin' to happen |
| Now I know I done did some wrong |
| And I ain’t been to talk to you in so, so long |
| So I’ma hit my knees and extend my palms |
| And send this up to you and hope you hear this |
| I’ll be prayin' |
| (Prayin') |
| I’ll be prayin' |
| (Prayin') |
| I’ll be prayin' |
| (Yeah) |
| I’ll be prayin' |
| (Ayee yeah) |