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Prayer to the Lord by King Suerte

Lord how many prayer'z do a king brotha gotta say
Before you send a blessin' my way
2 much stress in my day
Tryin' 2 do right wit all thiz mess in my way
Just when i say "thing'z can't get no worse"
Somethin' alway'z go wrong
My landlord bangin' on my door
Gotta keep my voice low
So he don't know i'm home
I'm grown but it'z hard 2 make these end'z meet
My girl lookin' at dude cuz hiz Benz iz screamin'
I mean 2 sweet & she 2 geeked
And all i'm pushin' iz my 2 feet
Get on the bus find 2 seat'z
Till the thing'z get greater later
Feelin' like a hater cuz if she wadn't me
She'd probaly be str8'er
The way that thing'z go in my life
I feel like i'm trapped in a cage
Wanna jump out wit a Mac & a Gauge
Stick up a bank like i'm back in the day'z
Snap in a rage
But then i come back 2 my sense'z
When i think about my son
It'z been 2 long a time thuggin'
So when the fuck that change gon' come?