Mayday

[Bass and Guitar by Chin Injeti] [Live Drums by Rahki] [Keyboards by Danny Keyz and DJ Khalil] [Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.] Awakened from my slumber by the thunder, lightning clapping Raining on my window pane and praying I make something happen A preacher's prophecies never bothered me when I was younger Sitting on my Grandma's lap, as she cried I often wondered What was her tears for? Could it be for my grandfather? Or maybe she felt for me cause I'll see more of those cold tomorrows Then she see the world will up and turn on me Cause the morals that she often spoke were meant for 1923 I fall asleep off in her arms, a Psalm was spoken The Lord is surely my shepherd, he lead me to the water Thought that often stuck with me Amongst the wolves that run the streets Out here paying dues to lose I pray your angels come for me A non-believer I never have or could be Lord give me time to peep the signs I should see Sipping got me feeling like a player riding clean Bending corners hoping I might find my saviour on the curb I rarely go to Church False prophets rocking Prada so I rarely feel the word Jezebels lurking in the pews on the first Preacher's weaker than the deacon cause it's hard to fight the urge It's hard to live and serve when you on the Devil's turf Sell your soul for the low with no sense of what it's worth Don't get it twisted, I ain't no saint, I ain't no pastor But prayer ain't just for cloudy days and natural disasters Aware of what comes after, I bet you ain't for sure I was warned that Heaven ain't the only place to go I'm doing what I can cause there really ain't much time I leave this in the Lord hands I'm tired of crying Krizzle [Hook: Ashthon Jones] (Man down) Hopin', prayin' sayin' I can’t turn (back now) He will find you, this world will blind you Don’t you be another (Man down) Hopin', prayin', sayin' you can’t turn (back now) Help is just one prayer away Don’t be afraid to say “Mayday”" [Verse 2: Lecrae] Father forgive us for we know not what we do Am I bias? I been pious put my nose up in the pews Like Paul I bear good news They think I'm pall-bearing My message sounds like death to these hearers as they perish Scaring to think we on the brink of death But no one stops to look for answers on what happens next Got a couple scriptures from my grandma Sayings from a preacher But can't live out these standards that we heard it takes to reach 'em But when I look at Jesus, He lived the life I couldn't Suffered for my crime so I wouldn't I used to have to sneak into movies cause I couldn't afford to pay Explain to me how someone paid my way When I hear K.R.I.T. confessin', I respect him Cause most of us be lyin' like our lives don't need perfecting Nothing that we can muster, nothing that we can change Admittin' that we're imperfect, offending God with our games Look I'm just being honest so don't take me for no lame I seen it for myself, I'm a product of this thing Now I found true religion, and it's not inside a denim And them overpriced shades have never given us vision Let's go [Hook]