Black child The prayer Lyrics

[Black Child]
Ghetto gospel
All thugs gotta pray
Hear me Lord, yo

If killin n____z is wrong, God forgive me for my sins
and all my evil thoughts like f___in my girlfriends
God bless my family, and the b____ I bagged in the Camry
and any extra guns that come in handy
Not to play but pray for things that's corrupt
But the Lord knows this world, is all f___ed up (uh-huh)
In God's eyes, every n____ is created equal
To some crackers, we evil cause we livin lethal (f___ 'em!)
And anything we gots to get, gotsta get got n____
Even if somebody, gotsta get shot n____
Why not? A whole lot of thugs died on my block
And I see the killer's still free, so f___ cops! (f___ 'em)
We got no love for the Lord, that's why we pack gats
When them shots pop, b____ cops, where they at? (uh-huh)
Probably somewhere, at Dunkin Donuts
while Black Child got n____z on the corner with they hands cuffed

[Chorus: Black Child]
Now let me load my heat, before I go to sleep
And pray to God I don't end up six feet deep
Cause if I die, before I wake
Let me die on some pape's and all my n____z at my wake
I said, if I die, before I wake
Let me die on some pape's and all my b____es at my wake

[Black Child]
God, please forgive me for all my sins Lord, please - Psalms 23

The Lord is my sheppard and the gun's my weapon
Reppin my upper sections (yeah) they blessed with protection (n____)
It's nothin on this earth, that my soldiers wore
Copped a house, a big Benz, all my friends puff blunts
n____ we l___ to bust, and guns we trust
The gods copped me a path, now that's right-eous
I'm tight cause my peeps was breathin they last breath
Where we was, bubblin, in the, valley of death
I went to jail and end up bein the last n____ left
Now I, fear no evil and hear no evil
Just threw the silencer, on my Desert Eagle
n____ to free my people, I'm prepared for the enemy
And thugs who won't pull out and put slugs up in me
Lord gave me the energy, now pass the Hennessy
Word to God, all y'all n____z is gon' remember me
Heh, Black Child, Black Child

[Chorus]

[Black Child]
s___, if I die
Lord, have mercy - street n____z pray

Now let me hit the streets so my kids could eat
Compton! Oakland! Inglewood! Long Beach!
All the thugs in the street got love for me
Hollis! South Side! B.K.! Q.B.!
I don't give a f___ n____, I die for I-N-C
And ride for, e'ybody that'll ride for me
All my b____es out there that gave me slow nizzie
when bottles of Remi, keep 'em so p___y

[Chorus]

[Black Child]
There's no lookin back
Word to God
Bless all my hood people, all my good people..
Aight c'mon n____, let's go..