Fishbone Junkies Prayer Lyrics

My pusher who art in the krack house
Hallowed be thy b____es and hoe's
As for I am sprung my rock will be done
In my crib as well as in public
Give us this day our daily krack
As we smoke ourselves into a manic frenzy
Forgive us for we have no control or self-respect
Grim Reaper has cashed my life savings check
Thy rocketh and they pipeth restoreth me 4 I and I fear no man
Yea though I walk through the valleys of Harlem, Bronx, Manhattan
Even Nickerson Gardens, Compton, Watts, Ingelwood
f___ed up in Beverly Hills and all those other places
I fear no evil, hence forth my rock m-m-m-m-motivateth me !
I shall move my a__ thine myself given you cash
Lick your b___ and b____ for thine have the power to bend over
On my knees with my hands against the wall, for I'll be a sucker
Forever and ever and ever hey man
The rest are the reality of its surroundings

Right channel:

Hoyo, i knew his a__. Strung out with his junky hoe in the projects.
Yea, i knew the cop that sold it to him. Huh, sellin' they kids, yea.
That's wit it, i'm wit it, i'm wit it, i'm wit it,you gots to get wit it, cause it's bullshit, now!
Can you dig it, you got it? I need it...oh god...yeeaahhh man.
I am sprung. I'm sprung! I'm sprung I'm sprung I'm sprung! Yea.
Yea, Mr. policeman bring me my s___. Yea, Mr. policeman sellith me my crack for his cut.
Yeah, i see your strawberry a__, b____ get thee a__ to a nunnery!
Yea, to be or not to be. What type of question is that, out here? Don't ask me that s___ again.

Left channel:

Hey man, jones coming down on yo a__ m____fucka! Can you feel it?
Christine, I knew that b____!
I knew that b____ when she was going down the street looking good to the store.
Now she's on her knees suckin' d___s a little bit mo'.
I used to watch her a__ look good today,
now everybody in the neighborhood has tossed that a__ thas way.
Can you feel the pain and the sorrow of a hoe gone bad? Christine.
Suck it, suck it, suck it, you b____!
Cuz that's what you do to cure your itch. Can you dig it? Can you count?
Suckas!