Pray

Feat. Party Arty [Chorus: repeat 2X] Now lay me down, to go to sleep I pray the Lord, my soul to keep If I should die, before I wake I pray the Lord, my soul to take [Party Arty] If you ever heard me in the drama then you knew that I was gon' win Cause I push a nigga wig back like a strong wind It come to the beef, it's on and I'm all in You die in the hospital you was born in, you borin I'm haulin, performin, tourin often All my sons rep the same name like Foreman I'm Foreign, like the Legion, and it's writer season But I got more Family Ties than Michael Keaton Homey you don't like I'm eatin when I grab the mic I'm cheatin You can take it like a man or you can take it like the beatin it is Party Arty creep in your wiz Icey now, Mike Tyson style, eatin your kids I got niggas in the fight club pleadin with wigs Pulled up like he in the 6, yeah that's me in the mix Holla at me if you needin a fix Your boy 80 got a ki' in the bricks, I'm seein the chips [Chorus] [A.G.] Ghetto niggas barbecue when the lights black out Flame your grill, hit the building, come right back out I saw the slug enter his mug, come right back out The rich wanna know ghetto, you don't wanna know ghetto Nigga no one says hello when we holdin our metal Either I go or you go and we go until it's settled Masks and ratchets, flickin my ashes Four in a Jeep, so after I pull it I pass it backwards And the rest is like a Hughes Brothers movie "I ain't know he'd come back like that," now take this Fuck _The Matrix_, we results of slave ships Now we deal with boats of coke And I hope he don't get caught by the coastal guard Meanwhile make sure my vocals hard Local turned global star, with my social card I pull 'em, 2 at a time, like those 2 broads, so... [Chorus]