Prey For The Poor

[Intro] Our Father who art in Heaven Hallows be in our frame Thy kingdom come, thine will be done On Earth, but it feels like Hell Give us this day our daily bread Cause niggas is trespassing I pray for the souls that trespass against us And lead us not into temptation But deliver us from us Amen [Verse 1] I was taught that misery loves company Comfortably I would sit in the company Of some friends and luckily I began to see the shift in they feelings Niggas become dependent Dependin’ what you provide the hero becomes the villain Sometimes they don’t wanna see you progress They feelin’ low, they head up callin’ you “Your Highness” But see that shit is for the birds like a high nest And since I’m sick of making sense about your nonsense What a simple complex, they wonderin’ why I’m stressed I’m worried about my cousin’s kids watching him whip Working a Pyrex pot, they stopped them dressin’ up as pirates They innocence is lost like it’s stranded on an island No treasure and the weather bad surrounded by the sirens It’s soundin’ so loud, solution drownin’ in the silence, it’s deafening Definitely definite, shadows that you be steppin’ in Dance with the Devil, I hope you had you some lessons then Guess I be exitin’, they said I was heaven-sent Said I was down to Earth, I’m like where the fuck the hell you been? Couldn’t be where I stay cause Englewood is crazy man Duck when the weapons spray, duckin’ like every day Shootin’ and they rarely aim, mama’s feeling hella pain Round here we lose dogs, ironic cause they catchin’ strays [Bridge] Somebody pray for ‘em Somebody pray for ‘em, pray for 'em Somebody pray for ‘em, pray for 'em Somebody pray for ‘em Cause you lookin’ like prey for ‘em [Verse 2] Yo, I preach life to my niggas Try to show them right so I don’t write to my niggas Blinded by ambition, this shit is sight to my niggas Aside from Lisa Bonet you ain’t seen you a brighter nigga So smart, it’s hard for white folks, they study me They scared I’m pro-Black so they try to buddy-buddy me My playback is payback for those who in front on me Tellin’ Father Time there ain’t no son in me Wantin’ me to swish like a pitcher I be strikin’ every time But when I say I don’t play these niggas press rewind I finna [?] the beat like this shit is all mine I never been a bum so I never need a sign From the Lord, the moment that I swore How could we ever starve when there’s more for us in store? Of course I put this wack rap on clearance rack, it gotta go I’m tryna bring that feelin’ back, with every flow I make foes fold quicker than clean clothes God made man from clay so I’m guessin’ I broke the mold I’m ahead of my time without skippin’ a time zone You can’t stop God, that’s one thing that I know boy [Bridge] Somebody pray for ‘em Somebody pray for ‘em, pray for 'em Somebody pray for ‘em, pray for 'em Somebody pray for ‘em Cause you lookin’ like prey for ‘em Yo