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letra de p.r.a.y - don hardrisk

[intro]
my eyes so closed
skeletons in the closet
searching for a time machine yeah
d-mn i wanna blow
i’m tired of living by the stove
he ain’t really gotta see me low
i’m making my way to pray, sh-t yeah yeah

[verse 1]
yeah, ah
i’m still breathing i’m still hoping
some calling it luck but i call it blessings
all the tribulations that i went through
it’s like moses in a river bed amongst the bamboos
how many times, how many grind
how many times you gotta fall out of line
how many times you gotta live to survive
how many times you just, d-mn
sniff the next line
we’re nine meals away from anarchy
and all they do is blame it on the melanin
the human nature is like an animal
but at least an animal only k!lls for survival
but we do it for the pleasure, and that’s the difference
they never show love and it’s never consistent
and keep praying for your enemies
pray that they live long and see you making it, cha
[chorus]
prayer yeah yeah
prayer yeah yeah
prayer prayer
even if you’re born in a manger
even if, even if
i can see you climbing the ladder
i can see, i can see yeah
prayer yeah yeah
prayer yeah yeah
prayer prayer
even if you’re born in a manger
even if, even if
and i can see you climbing the ladder
i can see, i can see yeah

[verse 1]
p’s for the peace
that i pray for
calamities upon my head i can’t handle
powers from above they’re telling me to hold on (gotta hold on)
be humble
jesus, he wore sandals
r for respect
watch over your back
n-ggas prey-ing they’re looking at who to eat next
they was watching em’ n-ggas that never had hearts
they was watching em’ n-ggas that never sold drugs
a for ambition
n-ggas buy attention
coz’ if you don’t pay, you get away with no advancements
y’s for yes
and so i say amen
believing everything i ask already in my hands
[bridge]
already in hands yeah
in my hands
every single time i let it go
i just, seem to get it back
i ain’t really tryna’ getaway (getaway)
praying for a better day (praying for a better day)
but will i ever get out from the gatta?
all i can do is pray yeah yeah yeah
yeah, prayers
falling from a scr-pper
if miracles don’t happen, my life is a burner
if miracles don’t happen my spirit will shatter
if miracles don’t happen, i’m turning to a dagger and i stab this

[chorus]
prayer prayer
prayer yeah yeah
prayer prayer
even if you’re born in a manger
even if, even if
i can see you climbing the ladder
i can see, i can see yeah
prayer yeah yeah
prayer yeah yeah
prayer prayer
even if you’re born in a manger
even if, even if
and i can see you climbing the ladder
i can see, i can see yeah

- don hardrisk

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