and there's not too much ain And I still have everything to gain... So I Pray for Rain, the sky is dry and so am I, so I Pray for Rain, wonder when it will ever rain
on the bench, ten feet away from the bullet proof fence But at least, I ain't have to pay no rent I'm thinking of espree, damn near positive that you regret me But I pray
, make a man out a coward Rebuild your strength like the new Trade Towers I thought that I was over, my life got devoured Now I'm on top and I pray for
backdropped by the immense sea of glass And for the very first time My eyes beheld one altogether lovely The Lily of the Valley, the Fairest of Ten
strictly rollin' red Everytime we hit the parkin' lot we turned heads I've been watched by parole task force and by the feds Cuz they know I got it for ten
dirt Watching it slip through my hands See the fields of sweat and tears Where we labored in love We cursed the wind and we prayed for rain But never
in our Savior's eyes Praying for God's touch To guide us through our different lives 'Cause everybody needs His perfect love Just like every flower needs the rain
pray to God that we won't die As we ride the rough seas, as we soak from the ocean waves I just hope for all our lives and pray that I survive Four
mule Was there ever a time we dreamed for something better? Right now sounds real good But your telling me to wait for fairer weather Let it rain fire
side Praise the one who left you Broken down and paralyzed He did it all for you He did it all for you Oh so many many ways for me to show you How your
slept on the bench, ten feet away from the bullet proof fence But at least, I ain't have to pay no rent I'm thinking of espree, damn near positive that you regret me But I pray
I push Miracle Whips [Chorus] "... last call for alcohol, for my niggaz" [Outro] So this A&R over at Rocafella, named Hiphop picked the Truth beat for
what we are We are the plague of all, For humanity there is no cure God and Satan hand in hand Through the badland Took a flight uphill and down for
everytime we hit the parking lot, we turn heads I've been watched by parole - task forcin by the feds 'cause they know I got e'm for ten and they know
the deep and the dark of the underwave To the Currents of the Georgia Strait And here it's been ten years to the day And here I'll sit for a hundred
a coward Rebuild your strength like the new Trade Towers I thought that I was over, my life got devoured Now I'm on top and I pray for all the doubters
stained underwear wipe yourself with paper bad little ass in my bed at 8:30 wash my plate ate dinner up late gazing at the wall praying basketball was my future for
pray to God that we don't die. As we ride the rough seas, As we soak from the ocean waves, I just hope for all our lives And pray that I survive. Four
