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letra de but i still pray - chris cross (rapper)

[intro: chris cross & sinato]
wow, sinato
lemme tell you the story
of a wish upon a star
a little kid, like midas turning cr-p verses into a gold bar
a young rapper spinning tricks
going felix for a quick fix
too young to vote, but not to die
too young to love, but too old to cry

[chorus: chris cross]
laying in bed just tryin’ to sleep
i dove into life, but i went too deep
yo i found christ, or maybe christ found me
salvation on my tongue, body of jc
lives ruined, it’s not a game
yo giving birth ain’t never caused so much pain
i failed the lord, he ain’t give up on me
turn my life around, it’s called prophecy

[verse 1: chris cross & sinato]
not moving, ain’t no one to talk
yo pulling women like i’m catcher block
our security minimum, we ain’t got no lock
running out of time, tick tock, tick tock (yo)
easy come and easy go
sow what you reap, reap what you sow
reap what you sow, sow what you reap (yo)
shhhh, quiet, baby’s asleep
through the gates of h-ll, nah man you first
battle royale, they try to steal my slurp (yo)
love of the lord, if i’m liam he foster
one lord one god, no impostors
stabbed like caesar, two ways i tossed her
faith ain’t free, its gonna cost ‘er
disappear like kevin costner
wow, sinato
wakin’up, found out i lost ‘er
[chorus: chris cross]
laying in bed just tryin’ to sleep
i dove into life, but i went too deep
yo i found christ, or maybe christ found me
salvation on my tongue, body of jc
lives ruined, it’s not a game
yo giving birth ain’t never caused so much pain
i failed the lord, he ain’t give up on me
turn my life around, it’s called prophecy

[verse 2: chris cross & sinato]
math equation baby got divided by two
collecting models, ain’t got no sprues
picking up the pieces, snap in place with no glue
stick up with gel, stick up for you (yo)
seal my heart and break my pride
nowhere to stand, and nowhere to hide
passenger in for the ride
ain’t no adam, ain’t falling for a snake who lied
i’m white so can’t speak in ebonics
no problem, at least i stay honest
bottoms up, straight gin no tonic
monopolize, quantum of solace (yuh)
expert in strange, i got md phd
diamonds like i’m mr. freeze
ain’t enough people believe
everyone down on yo knees
wow, sinato
y’all going like mac like its cheese
[chorus: chris cross]
laying in bed just tryin’ to sleep
i dove into life, but i went too deep
yo i found christ, or maybe christ found me
salvation on my tongue, body of jc
lives ruined, it’s not a game
yo giving birth ain’t never caused so much pain
i failed the lord, he ain’t give up on me
turn my life around, it’s called prophecy
another ringer with the quick trigger finger
i eat fools like you, breakfast, lunch and dinner
i’m christopher, i keep it walkin’
silent but deadly ain’t one for talkin’
sleep alone, only cover is fear
pitch black it, nightmares are near
p before bedtime, talking prayer
objects in this mirror are doper than they appear

- chris cross rapper

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