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Pray 4 Em

by Lyssa True Poet

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Pray for 'em That's all I can do Pray for 'em That's all I can do Pray for 'em That's all I can do Pray for 'em That's all I can do Pray for 'em That's all I'm shooting I'm shooting I'm shooting ballistics Watch them statistics Study these rounds I unload on these bitches I wake 'em up They don't even know they been sleeping They unaware car leaking Liquid on engine combustion explosion Life early ending I'm dressed in all black Once again I can't lose no more friends Barely have those Peace to my queens draped in oils and Afros Hot combs scrap those Love to my natural sis On a journey of self love and happiness To my bros why you take your life Knew the pain was unbearable but You was gonna be alright I know it probably never felt like that But now your son lost his father How he gonna build like that It's already a trap Without the pressure of losing his guidance This real this all facts There's no denying Give you stories of life That we live through these melodies Suicide jealousy Petty crime felonies Medically mixing and packaging chemistry Life in a cage got 'em praying for clemency I'm shooting to kill Words as my weaponry Healing my thoughts From the lies they inject in me Frauding I spot em And now they all dead to me Thanking my higher self For ascending me In the midst of all the pressure White residue on the dresser White residue on that green piece of paper Bodies on stretchers Shooting them schools up Vibration low but them tools up No surprise bang bang bang Trying to prove they self Trying to make a name I spit propane watch them spirits burn No hand outs that's word I'm here to earn Can't survive without opposite So incompetent Space all crowded with no occupant King and queens first on the scene to this continent Where's your document Show me some registration Show me that you qualified to run this nation Patiently waiting Silver spoon what you basically saying It's bogus these clowns all portraying Salute on your way in Address me properly Place me in that frame Don't you go cropping me Give you stories of life That we live through these melodies Suicide jealousy Petty crime felonies Medically mixing and packaging chemistry Life in a cage got 'em praying for clemency I'm shooting to kill words as my weaponry Healing my thoughts From the lies they inject in me Frauding I spot 'em And now they all dead to me Thanking my higher self For ascending me

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