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letra de prayer - aasim

[intro: aasim & dj self]
bx, i see ya!
yeah, uh-huh, uh, uh
harlem!
uh, uh-huh
staten island!
put your hands together, uh, uh-huh
shouts to my girl, rhea!
uh, uh-huh, yeah
let’s go!
uh, uh-huh, let’s take ’em to church on this one
money pit 2!
uh, uh, uh-huh
uh, uh
woo! say what up boy!

[chorus: aasim + rhea]
now let your hands clap for me ’cause i need a prayer
and if heaven got sp-ce then i’ll see you there
god got a plan for me, i can see it clear
no more bein’ broke, i’m a be a millionaire
now let your hands clap for me ’cause i need a prayer
and if heaven got sp-ce then i’ll see you there
god got a plan for me, i can see it clear
no morе bein’ broke, i’m a be a millionairе, let’s go
[verse 1: aasim]
uh, grandpops died, overdosed on cocaine
lil’ fred died, overdosed on propane
losin’ my hair young, refused to use rogaine
lil’ n-ggas empty clips, hate to be no names
aunt whitney passed on, a hundred and one years
my daughter sick, it’s critical, it’s only been one year
the one might’ve run around, screamin’ “life’s unfair!”
i got a deal, my manager just got a hundred and one years
through life, i shed about a hundred and one tears
this past week, drank about a hundred and one beers
know i got a destiny, it used to be unclear
but f-ck yeah, now i understand his plan
all the bottles i broke, all the ganja i smoke
all the laws i defied, all the rhymes i wrote
i’m supposed to be greatest and i must deliver
and the pain is the ink that helps me paint my picture, listen

[chorus: aasim + rhea]
now let your hands clap for me ’cause i need a prayer
and if heaven got sp-ce then i’ll see you there
god got a plan for me, i can see it clear
no more bein’ broke, i’m a be a millionaire
now let your hands clap for me ’cause i need a prayer
and if heaven got sp-ce then i’ll see you there
god got a plan for me, i can see it clear
no more bein’ broke, i’m a be a millionaire, let’s go
[verse 2: aasim]
nana katy died, overdosed on nicotine
sincere died, two shots to his young spleen
five n-ggas died and i don’t know they names
but it’s sad ’cause every last one was just 16
and it’s strange but i guess it’s a delicate world
i’m the cage right next to my pregnant girl
for a half burned blunt, and a dime, and some jum
stay stressed out, f-cked up, angry, and drunk
for all the wrong reasons and the means they plot
wanna stick me for the paper n-ggas ain’t even got
but when the rain dries up, and the lightin’ stops
aasim will be the light shinin’ bright at the top
and fame is a b-tch gone, just like life is
some live treacherous, some live righteous
food for thought, sometimes it’s hard to digest
the process to success gotta about five steps

[interlude: aasim]
it’s been a long time comin’
finally here
see the plan for me now
it was kinda shaky, kinda cloudy before but
got a lotta people in my corner
you know what it is
rhea, take ’em to church one time

- aasim

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