Luyện nghe bài hát Prayer

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

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

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

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

A is like medicine
It will heal wounds, ask Bush
Big holes in a side
Snub nose, 45, homeboy, close your eyes

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

I swear to God, I've 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
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
Triple C excited a motherfucker

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

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

So I my sins, forgive 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, Lord, here 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 stuck wit me through and thin
Sittin' back, got your sittin' in a Benz
Make you near wanna cry
Low '95, stack like homicide

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

Put your hands together, bow 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 on the plate, 2, the tags on their feet
3, the nights cried, 4, I'm thuggin' wit the fam'
5, for the dividends, dear Lord, I am