T. I.

T. I. - Prayin' For Help

I put down my razor

Toweled off my face

Thought I saw a new wrinkle

And another strand of gray

That one little scar

Kept catching my eye

Reminding me how time does fly

I was only a kid

When I had that first fight

But I still don’t give in

When I believe that I’m right

And at least I can stand here

And like what I see

In the man that kid turned out to be

Lookin’ back at myself

It’s plain to see

That the cold hands of time

Ain’t had much mercy on me

But I played a straight game

With the cards that were dealt

And I can look straight ahead

Lookin’ back at myself

Now I ain’t been no angel

But I learned right from wrong

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