paroles de chanson Pray for Us - Stogie T

God help me, I'm changing
I'm selfish, I'm breaking
Ungrateful, I'm not praying
I'm complicated, I'm tainted
Kiss the babies, hug the wife
Drive the bitches crazy, what a life
Fuck waiting for the after-life
I'm trying to taste it for my appetite
Asking two different women on a dinner date
Two different visions and they all the same
Losing religion for a Jesus chain
I wanna feel it, in it for the pain
No, papa, wasn't raised to get them braids
[?] to our Father, was saying grace
I don't know the whole prayer
So ashamed, so it is
My cousin is smoking the stolen [?]
And you know the shit
But the smell is better if you're sort of rich
We all ascendance with the church goers
The streets living on this death honors
Win some, but your folks caught up
We take [?] pray for

I just need to say I'm better than I was cheating
We all fuck-ups, but he love us, wasn't that Jesus?
But the trust is gone and the results are far-reaching
I'm trying to find a pulse, you fucking cold, no heart beating
We throw the bones, but the sangoma give me dark readings
Daily Sun; they raped that hun and left her mum beaten
And I don't even do the evening news but I still see it
I try to be optimistic to find a deeper meaning
To how a politician spend a million on a meeting
I guess if you shouting against it, you probably not eating
[?] pocket and share in the dealings
I pray we survive and come out of some our feelings
Pray