Hard luck story It's a hard luck Don't ask me to love my neighbor Don't ask me to tip the waiter Don't ask me to pray to Jesus Cause I don't love the man Don't ask me for my favors I won't lend a hand And if I had real power

I'll tip my hat to the new constitution Take a bow for the new revolution Smile and grin at the change all around Pick up my guitar and play Just like yesterday Then I'll get on my knees and pray We don't get fooled again We'll be fighting in the streets

Just ask the lonely, oh Oh, don't pray for love Oh, say love Pray for who lost they fate, and died too young Pray for the ones I hate, the ones I love Pray for my liver when I'm off, in this club I pray that the, demons go away, they hauntin' us Man I

Don't pray for us We don't need no modern Jesus To roll with us The only rule we need is never The only faith we have is faith in us Come on in take a seat next to me You know we got We got what you need

I'm blem for real, I might just say how I feel We need to forward to the islands and get you gold, no spray tans I need you to stop running back to your ex he's a wasteman Don't switch on me, I got big plans Move from me when you're extra Move from me

But I refuse ‘Cause I don’t want to live like I don’t care I don’t want to say another empty prayer Oh, I refuse to Sit around and wait for someone else To do what God has called me to do myself Oh, I could choose not to move Sometimes I, I just want to

I don't know how to love. I just know how to live. All I feel is hate. Will you forgive me? I don't know how to breathe with you too far away. Will you forgive me? There's nothing to me now. An empty shell unfolded. How, when we learn to pray inside our

I'm rolling the dice, four, five, six Praying on you niggas, sinners full of hate God forgives and I don't, only hustlers relate I guess there ain't no nice way to tell you niggas it's game over, huh? Pray for me Hallucination of money, while nigga's

My mother told me, before she passed away Said son when I'm gone don't forget to pray 'Cause there'll be hard times, hard times, oh yeah Who knows better than I? Well, I soon found out, just what she meant When I had to pawn my clothes, just to pay my

I've dethroned the king of contradiction Or were you just a jester all along, a simple pawn? Don't you know you can't count your tears like your money Running down the drain You don't need to pray for me 'cause I'm not the one to blame I can't wait to