Prayer Lyrics

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(Psalm 27: The Lord is my light and my salvation;) Lord,forgive me for my sins.

(whom shall I fear?) Because I have sinned

(The Lord is the strength of my life; of whom shall I be afraid? When the wicked, even mine

enemies and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh,)
And before I wrap up this Port of Miami

There's a lot of my brothers and sisters (they they stumbled and fell.)

That wasn't here to watch this come to pass. (Though an host should encamp against me, my

heart shall not fear:)

And since I can't do shit else, I'm gonna say a prayer.(Amen)(though war should rise

against me, in this will I be confident.)

This was twelve years in the making.
No side deals with Satan,
I'm dealin' with the Maker. (Straight up)

A lot of homies ask "What's a prayer?" (What's a prayer?)
A prayer's what kept me focused twelve years (twelve years!)

A prayer's what saved me
I should've been indicted,
now my kids know Jay-Z (Sean Carter)

A prayer's what kept me here,
when them bullets cut the air,
I fell and I just said a prayer

A prayer's like medicine.
It'll heal wounds,
Ask Bush Veterans. (Axe)

Big holes in a niggas side,
Snub-nose .45,
Homeboy just close your eyes.

Put your hands together,
Bow your heads.
(One)
Keep me alive
(Two)
Keep me out the Feds
(Three)
Gotta bless the kids
(Four)
One for the Fam
(Five)
For the dividends,
Dear Lord here I am.

So, I repent my sins,
forgive me.
(One)
The grapes on the plate
(Two)
The tags on the feet
(Three)
The nights Mama cried
(Four)
Thuggin' with the Fam
(Five)
For the dividends,
Dear Lord here I am. (Ross)

I swear to God,
I done some things in the past,
If I could, please Lord, (Please, Lord!)
I'd help you bring 'em back.

I feel pain, man
Cause I can't speak on it.
That's why I got so many songs,
I can't sleep, homie. (Damn)

Tattoos for forgiveness.(Crosses)
I might not get it, but forgive me. (Losses)
I'm here, and I'm fighting like a motherfucker (Motherfucker!)
Triple C's excited like a motherfucker (Triple C's)
Rick Ross - Prayer - http://motolyrics.com/rick-ross/prayer-lyrics.html
Say a prayer,
Put your weed in the air.
Thank God once again,
For making me a millionaire.
(Amen)
(Amen)
(Amen)
I thank God for making me a millionaire

Put your hands together,
Bow your heads.
(One)
Keep me alive
(Two)
Keep me out the Feds
(Three)
Gotta bless the kids
(Four)
One for the Fam
(Five)
For the dividends,
Dear Lord here I am.

So, I repent my sins,
forgive me.
(One)
The grapes on the plate
(Two)
The tags on the feet
(Three)
The nights Mama cried
(Four)
Thuggin' with the Fam
(Five)
For the dividends,
Dear Lord here I am. (Ross)

I used to get stacks off the Ho Zone, (Ho Zone)
Now I'm back to back covers for the O Zone (O Zone)
Made the magazine Billboard
Rollin' in the Phantom with
Motherfuckin' Rolling Stones (Rolling Stones)

You stuck with me through thick and thin (Thick and thin.)
Sittin' back, got your mama sittin' in a Benz. (Lord!)

Make you damn near wanna cry.
No nine to five,
Stack money like homicide (Homicide)

Bloodshed after midnight, (Midnight.)
It's just me and this weed
Tryin' to get right. (get right)

Bloodshed after midnight, (Midnight.)
It's just Ross and this Kush
Tryin' to get right.

Put your hands together,
Bow your heads.
(One)
Keep me alive
(Two)
Keep me out the Feds
(Three)
Gotta bless the kids
(Four)
One for the Fam
(Five)
For the dividends,
Dear Lord here I am.

So, I repent my sins,
forgive me.
(One)
The grapes on the plate
(Two)
The tags on the feet
(Three)
The nights Mama cried
(Four)
Thuggin' with the Fam
(Five)
For the dividends,
Dear Lord here I am. (Ross)