| God taketh away, and God giveth
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| The clock’s tickin' away as the plot thickens today
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| Cause I’m sippin' hard liquor
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| We couldn’t suffer the same amount of losses
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| Cause my supply’s bigger
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| Don’t associate me with nothin' but that dopest child star shit
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| That Lindsey Lo', that Todd Bridges
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| Hit your block with a tickin' bomb that’ll
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| Leave the competition in the hospital
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| I’m the product of foolish pride
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| I’m a speeding bullet who responds to the pull of God’s trigger
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| Jumpin' out the barrel, like «Excuse me, Nas. |
| Move aside, Jigga»
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| I’m hard as proving ground bricks
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| Groundbreaking each time I spit words and they hit the street
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| You don’t like the game, you can google my dick, bitch
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| And that goes to everybody
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| I pray for foes, I pray for hoes
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| I pray for everybody
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| But you can pray for them
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| If you gon' pray for somebody, pray for them
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| Don’t pray for me, pray for Paris
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| Pray for Nigeria, pray for peace
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| Pray for your marriage
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| Pray your horse don’t sway far away from your carriage
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| Why you put all of your eggs in one basket?
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| Blowin' dumb cash on Wraiths and karats
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| Your daughter ain’t an heiress, I hope she’s taken care of
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| More importantly, I hope this gun in your face don’t end up in your mouth
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| I’ll make you taste the terror of the kickback of this gat that could break the
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| barrel
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| More court cases, hate betrayal
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| If I approach thee, boy, please take me serious
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| Cause if I say that I shall, then I shall proceed
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| I don’t cry wolf cause I don’t enjoy wasting tears any more than I enjoy
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| wasting shells
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| I looked at the state of my health and asked the reverend 'bout it
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| I didn’t just pray for myself, I prayed for everybody
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| But you can pray for them
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| They need you more than me, pray for them
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| Pray for everybody
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| Look around, look around, look around, look around
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| Pray for everybody, tell me exactly what you’re seeing
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| I’m seeing children being murdered by police and then acquitted on all charges
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| It’s like they’re all targets, pray for them
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| Pray for everybody
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| Live from the gutter, my father’s a drugger
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| The block is my mother, 2Pac got it on lock in my suburb
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| I got dope double-wrapped up in bubble wrap on top of my cupboard
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| Old ladies watching from shutters
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| Tellin' all the children keep watching out for us
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| Bad influences, we the gumbo that you see inside the pot
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| Swimming 'round in all the saddest, truest shit
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| Addict in the coolest whip
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| Riding 'round my city lookin' for the baddest newest bitch
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| Hammer in my stash, feeling too legit
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| 90 on the dash, slammin' on the gas
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| Passenger mad, saying that the break pedal do exist
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| I’m saying «I'm late man, I got school to skip»
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| Introduce me to your chick, I turn this shit to a Skip to My Lou assist
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| I don’t talk too much shit, I discuss shit by throwing hands
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| I’m a sucker for hoes in yoga pants
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| Tell my queen I’m in this shit, like kissing and holding hands
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| I keep my flings on the other end of a string with swollen glands
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| I’m a player, I’ve been to every hotel and every lobby
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| Every time I pray, I send up a prayer for everybody
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| Don’t pray for me, nigga
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| Pray for them
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| You gon' pray for somebody?
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| Pray for them
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| Don’t pray for me, pray for respect
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| Pray to get something different from rich and away from your debt
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| Nigga, I’m straight to cassette
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| Y’all digital, y’all about as physical as finger under some balls,
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| coughin' while taking a test
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| Too many artists get mistaken with best
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| Cause they on the charts, you sleepin' on me, I’ll come and wake you to death
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| While I pray against all the violence and shootin'
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| ISIS got Obama sittin' down with Vladimir Putin
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| I saw a child online ask his father «Why did they do this?»
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| His father then replied to him, «We gotta fight 'em with flowers growing out
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| the ground»
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| I look at violence the same way I look at slavery
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| It’s never ending in light of abolishment
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| These are my finest hours, then
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| I pray for everybody
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| Look around, look around, look around, look around
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| Pray for everybody, tell me exactly what you’re seeing
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| I’m seeing children being murdered by police and then acquitted on all charges
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| It’s like they’re all targets, pray for them
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| (Let us pray)
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| Lord, please keep Your arms around us, and protect us from harm and danger.
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| In your son Jesus' name, amen. |
| (Amen!) |