Luyện nghe bài hát Mayday

Awakened from my slumber by the thunder, clapping
on my window pane and praying I make something happen
A preacher's prophecies never bothered me I was younger
Sitting on my Grandma's lap, as she cried I often
was her tears for?
Could it be for my
Or maybe she felt for me 'cause I'll see more of those tomorrows
Then she see the world up and turn on me
'Cause the morals that she often spoke were for 1923
I asleep off in her arms, a Psalm was spoken
The is surely my shepherd, he lead me to the water
that often stuck with with me
Amongst the wolves that run the
Out here paying dues to
I pray angels come for me
A non-believer I never have and never be
give me time to peep the signs I should see
Sipping got me feeling like a player riding
Bending hoping I might find my Savior on the curb
I rarely go to
False prophets rocking Prada so I rarely feel the
Jezebels in the pews on the first
Preacher's weaker than the deacon 'cause it's hard to the urge
It's hard to live and serve when you on the turf
Sell 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
But prayer just for cloudy days and natural disasters
Aware of what comes after, I bet you for sure
I was warned Heaven ain't the only place to go
I'm doing what I can cause really ain't much time
I leave this in the Lord
I'm tired of

Yeah, it

Man
and pray and say I can't turn (Man down)
He will find you, this will grind you down
you be another (Man down)
Hope and pray and say you can (Man down)
Help is one prayer away
be afraid to say

Father us for we know not what we do
Am I bias? I been pious put my nose up in the
Like Paul I good news
think I'm pall-bearing
My message like death to these hearers as they perish
Scaring to think we on the brink of
But no one stops to look for answers on what happens
Got a couple scriptures my grandma
from a preacher
But can't live out these that we heard it takes to reach 'em
But when I look at
He live the I couldn't
for my crime so I wouldn't
I used to have to sneak into movies I couldn't afford to pay
Explain to me how paved my way
When I hear K.R.I.T. Confessing I him
Cause of us be lying like our lives don't need perfecting
Nothing that we can muster, nothing we can change
Admitting that we're imperfect, offending God with our
Look I'm being honest so don't take me for no lame
I seen it for myself, I'm a product of thing
Now I true religion, and it's not inside a denim
And 'em shades are never giving us vision, let's go

Man
and pray and say I can't turn (Man down)
He will find you, world will grind you down
you be another (Man down)
Hope and and say you can turn (Man down)
I seen to know, so urgent
callin'
Help is just one away
Don't be to say

Help is just one call
Don't you be to say