Luyện nghe bài hát Prayer

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

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

This was 12 years in the makin', no deals wit Satan
I'm dealin' wit the Maker, up
A lot of homies ask, what's a
A prayer is what kept me 12 years

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

A is like medicine
It will heal wounds, ask Bush
Big in a nigga's side
Snub nose, 45, homeboy, just your eyes

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

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

I swear to God, done some things in the past
If I could, please Lord, help you bring 'em back
I feel pain, man I can't speak on it
That's why I get so many songs, I can't sleep

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

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

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

So I repent my sins, me
1, the grapes on the plate, 2, the tags on feet
3, the nights Mama cried, 4, I'm 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
[Incomprehensible] the magazine, goin' strong
Rollin' in a Phantom wit mother mother Stones

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

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

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

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