Pay To Pray - Daevar

Life goes on in the streets of my hood when you die But some cry and gets by, while others choose to wonder why His life was took at such an early age A young nigga who lived in a rage died by the gage He used to hustle on the street corners His mom would always beg him to quit but he didn't wanna As he got older, he got even worse 'Til a real nigga showed him the purpose of a hearse A cold night in his hood, he had a tangle The brother he was squabblin' with, had broke his ankle Laid him out in the driveway Some people knew he wouldn't survive but hey I ain't the one to speak up on another's All I can do is try to open his eyes and help the brother He chose the wrong way and that's the route he took Born and brought up as an angel but he died as a crook He had a baby that he couldn't raise And she will never see her father again 'cause he's in a grave I always think about [unverified] "My daddy was a dopeman, so I'ma be a dope dealer" How will the family explain it? "My daughter had a baby for a 'caine head!" He ain't around to see her walk Dry her eyes when she cries, pick her up when she falls Just the thought of a kid livin' fly fucks me up When his girl has to raise a bastard child It gets deeper, he used to punch her and beat her She was loyal to his ass but accused as a cheater She had a good deck but she picked the wrong card Had a kid, now she's realizin' life is hard A big time dope dealer's all she wanted Who drove a Jag or a Benz so she could flaunt it The situation's got me guessin' But the answer remains to be a question He lived his life in a lie I guess you only get a minute to pray, and a second to die It was crazy how it happened Some niggaz rolled by in the Riviera cappin' All I could see was a pistol spittin' rounds And the boy was just screamin' as he fell to the ground A woman yelled, get an ambulance But I knew he was dead, he didn't stand a chance You shoulda seen him, he was scared A bullet goes to his chest and one to his head He just laid there in silence and all I heard was the sirens Paramedics pulled up Followed by a law man and then came a firetruck Put his ass on the stretcher But if he survives, I'm willin' to betcha He'll be out for revenge They patched him up within a week he was back at it again Went to his brother on the North side Grab your shit, it's a hit, we're gonna take a long ride Packed it up in the trunk AK-47, M-11 and a pump Rolled by [unverified] on Scott Street School was lettin' out "Yo, you ain't gonna shoot yet?" "Watch me!" Opened his trunk and grabbed a shotgun He shot him Put his tooly on the front seat Continued his mission, as he headed down the street The kids was just starin' at each other J.D. rolled by and smoked black's brother Reached in his coat and grabbed a 'port Full speed down Reed, shot his mom on the porch On his way down Cullard His brother was just dazed in a shock, "Why you do it?" "Why you shot his moms Jay? Shit" "He, he, he, he, he hah man fuck that bitch" Went to the store to use the pay phone Called up Mack, "Aiyyo J.D. Homey" Hung it up and rolled down Dagger Headin' for the nigga he was after By the time he arrived at the scene Malcolm was ready for anything He tried to sneak around the back way Never thought of bein' taken out on that day Black boy, black coat Stood around the corner as he passed slit his throat He didn't fall so he fired One to the middle of his skull, he's expired A whole army came out Twenty-seven niggaz all strapped out of one house That how it happens in the acre One nigga died in the park in the paper Shit gets deeper but why? I guess you only get a minute to pray and a second to die

We live in trailers and apartments too From California to Kalamazoo Grow up, get married and when that one ends We hate sleeping alone so we get married again Don't wanna be buried in debt or in sin So we pray to Jesus and we play the lotto 'Cause there ain't but two ways We can change tomorrow And there ain't no genie And there ain't no bottle So we pray to Jesus and we play the lotto We love to complain about what we can't fix Mostly mothers in law traffic and politics We tell our kids how hard it was back when Same way our parents did to us back then Thought we'd be different but we're just like them Yeah, we pray to Jesus and we play the lotto 'Cause there ain't but two ways We can change tomorrow And there ain't no genie And there ain't no bottle So we pray to Jesus and we play the lotto We load our kids up in our new used car And after church, we hit the mini mart Behind the counter up there on the wall It reads 200 million on the power ball Six little numbers that could change it all So we pray to Jesus and we play the lotto 'Cause there ain't but two ways We can change tomorrow And there ain't no genie And there ain't no bottle So we pray to Jesus and we play the lotto Like a bumper sticker, like a poor man's motto Times are tough and our time is borrowed So let's pray to Jesus and let's play the lotto

Standing here with a tale to tell I might as well tell to you Nothing near Wagnerian As Terminator Two It's an old one about a little dirt farm girl Who wanted to get out for good She would do anything to keep that dream Anything she could Who was she To feel so free With her heart on her sleeve She just couldn't believe There was a price to pay Her very first chance to escape that year Came when the circus had come to town She wound up in bed and quite madly in love With some rubber nose juggling clown He promised he'd return for her come next spring And he swore that he wouldn't forget So needless to say, came the following May More than her appetite was getting wet She proceeded unheeded and quite undefeated To the trailer behind the tent And her heart began to soar at his trailer door She was going wherever he went Who was she To feel so free With her heart on her sleeve She just couldn't believe There was a price to pay He arrived at last at about half past With a girl under every arm But all of this in itself, could be innocent as hell But what began to cause her alarm Was when he locked the door behind him like she'd always been She was standing alone in the dirt And her eyes were so dry that she began to cry And something began to hurt She wanted to tear the hair out of her head Yeah and she wanted to wish that she was dead But a voice in her just would not let her drop And her heart began to break but it didn't stop "Run all your races Don't you fear You and I Are getting out of here And we'll survive That I guarantee 'Cause you don't need much When all you have is me" She listened to the little voice in her And then she hit the road Free at last with just a tiny scar And finally on her own No one knows what became of her All we know is she got away And though there really ain't no guarantees down here I'd like to think she did okay Who was she To feel so free With her heart on her sleeve She just wouldn't believe That there's a price to pay Yeah that there's a price to pay No that there's a price to pay There's a price to pay

I make decisions with precision, Lost inside this manned collision, Just to see that what to be is, Perfectly my fantasy, I came to know with now dismay, That in this world we all must pay, Pay to write, pay to play, pay to cum, pay to fight! And all in time, With just our minds, We soon will find what's left behind, Not long ago when things were slow, We all got by with what we know, The end is near, Hearts filled with fear, Don't want to listen to what they hear, And so it's now we choose to fight, To stick up for our bloody right, The right to ring, the right to dance, the right to dance, The right is ours... we'll take the chance! A PEACE TOGETHER, A Piece apart, A piece of wisdom, From our hearts.

Hell To Pay Rip and tear!!! Wake up, I'm a bullet loosed Into the heart of a wretched age I breathe just to beat and bruise An evolution of the burnin' rage Gonna get mine Get outta my way There's gonna be (GONNA BE) Gonna be hell to pay!! Berserk, I'm a brutal fist Yeah a lone wolf born and bred I stand on the bones of titans And my wrath is burnin' lead Gonna get mine Get outta my way There's gonna be (GONNA BE) Gonna be hell to pay!! Click click BOOM BOOM Keep rushing and a running, running The drumming of the buckshot pumpin Got molten metal in my veins Click click BOOM BOOM Keep rushing and a running, running A reckoning of lead is coming I'm kickin in the gates of hell again Bringer of pain!! Earthquake on the shores of hell I will split the plains Bringer of pain Rip it Tear it Pummel into the red Rip it Tear it Gonna get mine Get outta my way There's gonna be (GONNA BE) Gonna be hell to pay!! Click click BOOM BOOM Keep rushing and a running, running The drumming of the buckshot pumpin Got molten metal in my veins Click click BOOM BOOM Keep rushing and a running, running A reckoning of lead is coming I'm kickin in the gates of hell again Bringer of pain!! Rip and tear

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