Pray Lyrics

from American Gangster

"Pray" is track #3 on the album American Gangster. It was written by Carter, Shawn / Combs, Sean / Hawkshaw William, Alan / Coppin, Levar / Matthews, Deleno Sean.
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"Pray" is track #3 on the album American Gangster. It was written by Carter, Shawn / Combs, Sean / Hawkshaw William, Alan / Coppin, Levar / Matthews, Deleno Sean.
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Deliver me from my enemies, oh God
Defend me from all those that rise up against me
Deliver me from the work of inequities
The Savior from the blood of me

Look, mind state of a gangster from the 40's
Meet the vicious mind of Motown's Berry Gordy
Turn *** **** into a chain of 40/40's
Sorry, my jewelery so gawdy

Slid into the party with my new pair of Maury's
America meet the gangsta Shawn Corey
Hey young world wanna hear a story?
Close your eyes and you could pretend you're me

A cut from the cloth of the Kennedy's
Frank Sinatra having dinner with the Genovese
This is the genesis of a nemesis
Mother America's not witnessing

The Harlem renaissance birthed black businesses
This is the tale of lost innocence
As the incense burns and the turn tables turn
And that Al Greens plays

I see my mother's Afro
As momma taps her toes as she *** *** ***
And my poppa just left the house
In search of the killer of my Uncle Ray

And she's trying to calm my nerves
As I observe this is just one day
And what tomorrow has in store
We could never be sure so all we can do is pray

Because of your strength
While I walked upon the
For God is my defense
Pray for me

As I head towards my home room
I observe the rooms though needles on the ground
I hear a car go vrooom drug dealer
In the BM with the top down

As the girls start to giggle I ask
Why you laugh? They say, "You too little"
One day you'll understand when you become a man
'Bout things you have to get you

Fast forward freeze frame on my ****
Fist full of dollars ignorance is so blissful
I didn't choose this life, this life chose me
Around here is the **** that you just do

I just left school, the same BM
Is pulled over by the boys dressed blue
They had they guns drawn screaming just move
Unless there something else you suggest we can do

He made his way to the trunk, opened it like huh
A treasure chest was removed
Cops said he'll be back next month
What we call corrupt he called paying dues

Now when the rules is blurred, as they is, he were
What am I to do but pray, pray the Lord, forgive me
Pray guys, survive for what I'm about go through
Pray

Deliver me in thy righteousness
It cause me to escape
And climb thine air until
Save me Lord
Pray for me

Anyway there's oppression the drug profession
Flourishes like beverages refreshing
Sweet taste of sin everything
I've seen made me everything I am

Bad drug dealer or a victim I beg
What came first moving chickens or the egg?
This is why I be so fresh I'm trying to beat life
Because I can't cheat death

Treat shame with shamelessness
Ain't stainless is that aim this is
You know who's game this is move Coke like Pepsi
It don't matter what the brand name is

I stand behind mine
Everything I do I'm a man behind mine
I'm not a angel I'm sure but every night before I lay
I drop my knees to the floor and I pray

The name shall endure forever
The name shall be continued as long as the sun will
Pray for me
Men shall be blessed in him
All nations shall call him blessed
In Your name I pray
Pray for me
For your blessings

Songwriters
CARTER, SHAWN / COMBS, SEAN / HAWKSHAW WILLIAM, ALAN / COPPIN, LEVAR / MATTHEWS, DELENO SEAN

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Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., Royalty Network, EMI Music Publishing

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