Dantly "Prowla" Wyatt - Prayer lyrics

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Dantly "Prowla" Wyatt - Prayer lyrics

[Verse 1] Psalm 27, Lord is my light, my salvation Whom shall I fear? (Lord, forgive me for my sins) (I ain't cryin', I ain't cryin') cause I have sinned The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid? And before I wrap up this Port of Miami (please Lord, please Lord) (When the wicked, even my enemies and foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh) There's a lot of my brothers and sisters (they stumbled and fell) They wasn't here to watch this come to pa** (Though a host should encamp against me, my heart shall not fear) And since I can't do sh** else, I'mma say a prayer (Amen) (Though war should rise, in this I shall be confident) Amen [Verse 2] This was 12 years in the makin' No side deals with satan I'm dealin' with the Maker (straight up) A lot of homies ask 'What's a prayer?' A prayer is what kept me focused 12 years A prayer is what saved me, I should've been indicted Now my kids know Jay-Z (Shawn Carter) A prayer is what kept me here, when them bullets cut the air I fell and I just said a prayer A prayer's like medicine It will heal wounds, ask Bush veterans Big holes in a n***a side Snub-nose .45, homeboy just close your eyes [Hook] Put your hands together, bow your heads One, keep me alive Two, keep me out the feds Three, gotta bless the kids Four, one for the fam Five, for the dividends Dear Lord, here I am So, I repent my sins, forgive me One, the grapes on the plate Two, the tags on the feet Three, the nights mama cried Four, I'm thuggin' with the fam Five, for the dividends Dear Lord, here I am (Ross) [Verse 3] I swear to God I done some things in the past If I could, please Lord, I'll help you bring 'em back I feel pain mayn, cause I can't speak on it That's why I got so many songs, I can't sleep homie (damn man, damn) Tattoos for forgiveness (crosses) I might not get it, but forgive me (losses) I'm here and I'm fightin' like a motherf**er Triple C's excited like a motherf**er (Triple C's) Say a prayer, put the weed in the air Thank God once again for makin' me a millionaire (amen, amen, amen) I thank God for makin' me a millionaire (Ross) [Hook] Put your hands together, bow your heads One, keep me alive Two, keep me out the feds Three, gotta bless the kids Four, one for the fam Five, for the dividends Dear Lord, here I am So, I repent my sins, forgive me One, the grapes on the plate Two, the tags on the feet Three, the nights mama cried Four, I'm thuggin' with the fam Five, for the dividends Dear Lord, here I am (Ross) [Verse 4] I used to get stacks of the hoe zone Now back to back, covers for the Ozone Made the magazine, billboard goin' strong Rollin' in the Phantom, with motherf**in' Rolling Stones You stuck with me through thick and thin Sittin' back, got ya mama sittin' in a Benz (Lord) Make you damn near wanna cry Low 95, stack money like homicide Blood shed after midnight It's just me and this weed, tryna get right Blood shed after midnight It's just Ross and this kush tryna get right [Hook] Put your hands together, bow your heads One, keep me alive Two, keep me out the feds Three, gotta bless the kids Four, one for the fam Five, for the dividends Dear Lord, here I am So, I repent my sins, forgive me One, the grapes on the plate Two, the tags on the feet Three, the nights mama cried Four, I'm thuggin' with the fam Five, for the dividends Dear Lord, here I am (Ross)