a b c d e f g h i j k l m n o p q r s t u v w x y z 0 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 #

slyte - pray for me lyrics

pray for me
-scream-

[verse 1: slyte]
baby i’m blessin’ ya
reverend please don’t undermine this healing
k!lling takin’ too much energy, i need this to compel me
jesus help me, think this flow is straight from h-ll
sh-t it might melt me
kept it 100 with my brothers, and sh-t they felt me
n-ggas dealt me f-ckin’ wrong, and now my cards right
that’s why my slyte be slightly different from what you think snappin’, right
that’s how sh-t get slightly twisted when that b-tch stop actin’ right
she in for the pipe, i’m in for the mic
i got to make it, ain’t no might’s
n-gga, ain’t no maybe’s
maybe i’m crazy, that’s how they raised me
when you see that plate you take it, then get swayze
when you see me in this life, ya better tape me
(n-gga, tape me)
when you see me on this mic, ya better pay me
(n-gga, pay me)

[chorus: slyte]
my last dollar, my last dime
n-gga just pray for me
my last call and my last rhyme
n-gga just pray for me
n-gga don’t play with me
ain’t none of this straight with me
n-ggas ain’t okay with me
n-gga just pray for me

[verse 2: matt black]
mind this sh-t, it take time to refine this sh-t
the whole squad on some mindless sh-t
get violent, b-tch it’s cyrus
switch the honda to a ‘rari if i’m drivin’ b-tch
virgin mary hop out
this d-ck, you can ride shotgun
she pick a pill and pop one
don’t need a deal, i got one
split the payday with my partners, play to win
i can’t do losses, you know i hate the drama
i need me a rhianna, she gon’ f-ck and suck and swallow
the night before tomorrow, on her knees and it’s a problem
matter of fact, i’m the baddest of the bad sh-t, rad sh-t
i’m changin’ the game like i’m swappin’ a disk
get to poppin’ with this, don’t slip
don’t fold, don’t bend or break
just make it and take it to back lit
that crack sh-t, rap sh-t
take it back sh-t
pack it for the ones that’s lackin’ p-ssion
jot it down, back crib on the map sh-t
rerun a tap sh-t
(i stole the crown, you know the sound)
(back crib packin’, savage acid burnin’ down)
(runnin’ ’round, gunnin’ down)
(they runnin’ now, i know it hurts)
say my name in church, it’s a blessing and a curse
pray for me dawg, just pray for me dawg

[chorus]

[verse 3: slyte]
backhouse, i’m addicted to pimpin’
n-gga got the dope sh-t, so i slip him the 50
got ya b-tch on it, so i’m grippin’ her t-tty
while the left hand on that wheel, you slippin’
on yours, but not mine
my game impeccable, you’ll find
my shine’ll blind a n-gga quick
you ain’t heard, check my rhymes
i been grindin’, on my sh-t
you ain’t know, n-gga that’s aight
ignorance is only temporary, step into my mind
i know it’s dark, full of hennessy
memories and itineraries
temporary come ups to cover all the obituaries
f-ck that though, take another sip of the liq
let it drip on the pain -drip drip-
take a lighter, let it ease your mind
quick, f-ck another b-tch ’cause you think with your d-ck
touch what’s mine and i’m catchin’ a fit
you ain’t earn this sh-t, b-tch you makin’ me sick
got half a mind to find n-ggas that plot on my grind
and slap ’em right dead in they sh-t
backhouse ’bout to blow, so
guess you can say that i detonate sh-t
i dedicate this to all them n-ggas stackin’ money
get it ’til ya rich
honey bunnies to, w-work that, or twerk that sh-t
do what ya do
just don’t lose your soul in pursuit of gold
morals can be coveted too
’cause i see it everyday, talkin’ ’bout greed
n-gga say he wanted 1 pill, then he copped 3
said she wanted 1 d-ck, then she copped 3
oh my, how did i know she’d jock thee
swear to god, i’ma put a rapper in the hot seat
if he ever want to not prop me
i’m the man, i’m the f-ckin’ man
p-ss the torch, we gon’ scorch the land

- slyte lyrics

Random Lyrics

HOT LYRICS