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letra de a hood's prayer - diesmae

our father, which art in heaven
hallowed be thy name;
thy kingdom come;
thy will be done
in earth as it is in heaven
give us this day our daily bread
and forgive us our tresp-sses
as we forgive them that tresp-ss against us
and lead us not into temptation;
but deliver us from evil
[for thine is the kingdom
the power, and the glory
for ever and ever.]
amen

god i give ya 100 hail marys-
a million roses at tha cemetary
this stuffs scary,revelation scriptures
tha forgotten n’ abituwaries its arbituary
my troubles-my sins-my past-hard ta carry
god ya gave me this talent-ive learn’d ta parry
now im thankin ya wit bibical script n’ immense vocabulary
my life is a library, first book tha bible
2nd tha dictionary
ya children hold their fates,lord they playin pictionary
all tha people buried, -victims of 9-11-
ferry em ta heaven, god give me strength, my minds sweatin
my soul is dented
i won’t lie, i was stuck in vegas -placed on betin-
hiphop it’s a goal, im gonna keep on setin
life ain’t a chess game, stop that checkin
terorists r’ diseases ya world n’ ya people infected
like tha past – i dont beleive in sections-
im human -a suspect thro ya word has been detected-
a fact, i gotta stress it
by tha government deflected, c-ck roaches infested
genesis ya said “let there b’ light, revelations ya ended it
ya my savior
im at ya beckonin when death begins its wreckin
when ya come outta tha heavens for as of many seconds
ive counted my blessins
if i p-ss today dont judge my family on my confessions
ive learn’d my lessons
been thro’ alot -still stepin-
lord’ god i pray im at your obey
here ta stay, today-, tomorrow, any given sunday-your day-
give me signs, my talent is yours ta this trade
ill spread ya word-i’ll spit n spray
until ya say… “adam its time”
then i’ll walk away, into heaven not 2nd guessin
tha count of my blessins
alpha my savior-omega my prayer
lord god, heaven n’ earth, our creator tha maker
tha tru game- we just players-
lead on paper-, your revelation-erase us
tha mis-guided- the devil plays us
a little league, ya tha majors
i kno ya love us- hide r’ fears-
deliever us from temptation -evil is here-
i can feel it -tha end is near-
tha trumpets i hear
my life – a daughterless father-
im sick of these arrears
im- a man built in ya image -im responsible-i’ll make thro it
7 days ya gave everything, and n’ tha end ya took-it
god, ya saved me, p-ssport ta heaven neva over-look’d it
since day one of my birth, ya gave me breath ta book-it
in jesus christ name i pray, amen
yeh a hoods prayer

- diesmae

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