Four A.M., praying, can I get some rest? Dreams of suicide and a need for death "They changed so much, you know what I'm saying? How did these two motherfuckers, from New Orleans How did they change, how did they change music?" Yeah, I was the wave, but

Father, we seek your blessing Everyday our children cry Although some of us are missing Restore life up for I and I Slippery, slippery out deh, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah (There's no get away) Oh yeahyeah, Jah, Jah, we pray Yep, yep, yep, yep, yep, yeah It no

This game is nothin' I'm new to Money too long for a ruler I swim in it like Barracuda Man, I'm goin' deeper than scuba Y'all know nothin' 'bout this do ya? I'm grateful, I'm prayin' to Buddha (yeah) Y'all know nothin' 'bout this do ya? (yeah) Y'all know

Dear god, when I wake up, please can I have wings on my penis? amen Uh yo huh yeahyeah let's do this Hey, yo, fuck this shit, I prayed to god but he forgot this kid Woke up and I was like, "I can't believe this, still ain't got no wings on my penis" Penises

I bleed it out Digging deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in YeahYeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going

I bleed it out Digging deeper just to throw it away Just to throw it away Say your prayers and stomp it out When they bring that chorus in YeahYeah, here we go for the hundredth time Hand grenade pins in every line Throw 'em up and let something shine Going

Devil's here to fool ya Teach me how to pray And we can do drugs and we can smoke weed and we can drink whiskey YeahYeah we can get high and we can get stoned And we can sniff glue and we can do E and we can drop acid Forever be lost with no way home YeahYeah we

I've been thuggin' through my rainy days for days (Uh) I ain't really tryna hang today, today (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I need changes in a major way (Yeah, yeah, yeah), a way (Uh) I just pray I never fade away, away Nigga, I wear fur coats in the summer, nigga

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 yeahyeah 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

Oh, it's Saturday night, yeah Oh oh oh oh oh Mama, can I get another amen? I pray for the wicked on the weekend Swear to God, I ain't ever gonna repent If I had one more day to wish If I had one more day Been traveling in packs that I can't carry anymore