pray for real
cottontale, peter
i got a face i make in photographs
i used to hop up on a plane and wear a piece they gotta fold in half
no brooklyn my white manager had to hold the cab
that depend how you hold the graph
if the plane going down i'ma blow a bag
life is a bitch and i know it
i been throwin' all night
i pray for weapons against the system
i pray for freedom to free the victims
i talk to god then wait for real
it was easy when i haven't been on tv
how they use it in every movie
everything ain't always pg
sometime it get kinda creepy
when you lookin' out the window
you the one holdin' the squeegee
you the one who's gon' clean up all of this mess
you gonna say his name one day
i promise he did all the rest
i pray for weapons against the system
i pray for freedom to free the victims
i talk to god then wait for real
i'd pray for myself but i'm not that brave
so i pray for the good days
i pray for my report card
like stay away bad grades"