Jay-z

Jay-z - Pray lyrics

Look, mindstate of a gangster from the 40's

Meet the vicious mind of motown's Berry Gordi

Turn crack rocks into a chain of 40/40's

Sorry my jewlerys so gordy

Slid into the party with my new pair of Maurys

America meet the gangsta Shawn Corey

Hey young world wanna hear a story?

Close your eyes and you could pretend your me

A cut from the cloth of the kennedys

Frank Sinatra having dinner with the Genevees

This is the genesis of a nemesis

Mother america's not witnessing

The harlem renescance birthed black buisnesses

This is the tale of lost innocence

As the inncents burn and the turn tables turn and that Al Greens plays

I see my mother's afro as momma taps her toes as she rolls her jays

And my poppa just left the house, in search of the killer of my Uncle Ray

And she's trying to calm my nerves, as I observe this is just one day

And what tommorow has in store we could never be sure so all we can do is

Pray

As I head towrards my home room I observe the rooms though needles on the ground

I hear a car go vrooom drug dealer in the BM with the top down

As the girls start to giggle I ask why you laugh they say "you too little"

One day you'll understand when you become a man 'bout things you have to get you

Fast foward freeze frame on my pistol

Fist full of dollers ignorence is so blissfull

I didn't choose this life this life chose me

Around here is the shit that you just do

I just left school, the same BM is pulled over by the boys dressed blue

They had they guns drawn screaming just move

Unless there something else you suggest we can do

He made his way to the trunk, opened it like a hu

A treasure chest was removed

Cops said he'll be back next month

What we called Kurrup he called paying dues

Now when the rules is blurred as they hears a blurr what am I to do

But pray, pray the lord forgive me

Pray guys goodbye for what I'm a go through

Pray

Anyway this whole pressure into drug confession

Flurrishes like beverages hu refreshing

Sweet taste of sin everything I've seen made me everything I am

Bad drug dealer or I victim I beg

What came first moving chickens or the egg

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