Prayer Song

[Verse 1: Noname] If you wanna help me then kiss me and fuck me later Gentrify all my people, there's emptiness on the table If you wanna help me to put me inside the cuffs Put the cigarette in my back Keep the hospitals overrun-run-run-run, Chicken Little How my city gonna run off shits and giggles? Politicians overzealous with the provolone Ishkabibble's and incidentals Dont crash the rental, its God and temple, and bible Don't nobody got no holy, everybody got an iPhone If you wanna help me then kiss me and fuck me Good-good-good tonight, Inglewood tonight LA be bright but still a dark city So come get your happy and your new titties Said go find your doctor, you can get Kimmy Said oh how we used to love you [Chorus: Adam Ness] America the great, this grateful dead and life for me Apple pie on Sunday morning, obesity and heart disease Can you hear the freedom bells? Can you see the rusty nails chip chip away on all the coffin? Approach with caution, hallelujah, amen, amen I was lost but thinking I was truly free (amen, amen) Darkness lingers in the wake of slavery (amen, amen) Hold me close, don't let me fall into the deep (amen, amen) The lost have risen, a new religion, hallelujah, amen, amen [Verse 2: Noname] Put your hands behind your back, ante up all your crack bitch I seen a cell phone on the dash, could've sworn it's a gun I ain't see a toddler in the back after firing seven shots A demon 'bout to get me, he watching me kill his mom The hood is overflooded, these niggas is on the rise Bake a cake with flour, it's better to gentrify Why, oh why my dick getting bigger, this violence turn me on, me on My mama finally seen her baby on Channel 2 She love me better when I be keeping the streets clean Why, oh why my house getting bigger, corruption turn me on Ain't no police locking up these niggas better than me And my wife think I look like a man, I feel manly I tell Stanley, when you grow up you gon' be like your dad A free man in the land of the noose They ain't tell me how to cry, just shoot I did, they only taught me how to check her pulse, she dead When I win it's like confessional, trying to find me a therapist They taught me how to say amen, amen [Chorus: Adam Ness] America the great, it's Grateful Dead and life for me Apple pie on Sunday morning, obesity and heart disease Can you hear the freedom bells? Can you see the rusty nails chipping away out on the coffin? Approach with caution, hallelujah, amen, amen I was lost but thinking I was truly free (amen, amen) Darkness lingers in the wake of slavery (amen, amen) Hold me close, don't let me fall into the deep (amen, amen) The lost have risen, a new religion, hallelujah, amen, amen