Luyện nghe bài hát Prayer

"Psalm 27, is my light and my salvation"
Whom I fear? 'Cuz I have sinned
The Lord is the strength of my
Whom I be afraid?

And before I wrap up this 'Port Of
There's a lot of my brothers and
They stumble and
That wasn't to watch this come to pass
Since I can't do shit else, say a prayer

This was 12 years in the makin', no side wit Satan
I'm wit the Maker, straight up
A lot of homies ask, a prayer?
A prayer is what kept me focused 12

A prayer is what saved me, I have been indited
Now my kids know
A is what kept me here when them bullets cut the air
I fell and I just said a

A prayer is medicine
It will heal wounds, ask Veterans
Big in a nigga's side
Snub nose, 45, homeboy, just close eyes

Put hands together, bow your head
1, keep me alive, 2, me out the Feds
3, gotta the kids, 4, one for the fam'
5, for the dividends, Lord, here I am

So I repent my sins, me
1, the on the plate, 2, the tags on their feet
3, the nights Mama cried, 4, I'm thuggin' wit the
5, for the dividends, Lord, here I am

I swear to God, I've done some in the past
If I could, please Lord, I'll help you 'em back
I pain, man 'cuz I can't speak on it
why I get so many songs, I can't sleep homie

Tattoos for
I not get it but forgive me
I'm here and I'm fightin' a motherfucker
C excited like a motherfucker

Say a prayer, put the in the air
Thank God once for makin' me a millionaire
I thank God for makin' me a

Put hands together, bow your head
1, keep me alive, 2, me out the Feds
3, gotta bless the kids, 4, one for the
5, for the dividends, Lord, here I am

So I my sins, forgive me
1, the grapes on the plate, 2, the tags on their
3, the Mama cried, 4, I'm thuggin' wit the fam'
5, for the dividends, dear Lord, I am

I used to get off the hoe zone
Now I'm to back covers for the ozone
the magazine, Billboard goin' strong
Rollin' in a Phantom wit mother Rolling Stones

You wit me through thick and thin
Sittin' back, got your sittin' in a Benz
you damn near wanna cry
Low '95, stack like homicide

Bloodshed after
just me and this weed tryin' to get right
It's bloodshed midnight
It's just Ross and his kush to get right

Put hands together, bow your head
1, keep me alive, 2, me out the Feds
3, gotta bless the kids, 4, one for the
5, for the dividends, Lord, here I am

So I repent my sins, me
1, the grapes on the plate, 2, the tags on their
3, the nights Mama cried, 4, I'm wit the fam'
5, for the dividends, dear Lord, I am