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P r a y e r s
By younggreekz on 08/10/2010
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Now I lay me Down to sleep,
I pray the lord my soul to keep,
If I die before I wake,,
I pray the lord my soul to take,
And keep it safe waiting for me at heavens gates.

My heart beats to the melody of fake joy,
And I''ve been suffering this pain ever since I was a little boy,
I would cry in my room
And my dad would yell what''s that noise.
It''s just me dad sobbing on my toys,
Waiting for the sun to come so I can rejoice, stop hiding under the covers and rejoice
My dad showed me the tough route,
My mom showed me hate,
I don''t know which way to turn
Or what will determine my fate.
I feel like I just got stabbed by a metal stake.
And the love they claimed was real... was really fake.
When I wanted something I had to take
And to get respect I had to learn the gangs hand shake,
Thinking the set would keep me safe,
But in God I should of put my faith
I led my self down memory lane,
To a cell where i almost went insane
Day twenty nine, when will I get out.
I miss the world so much I wana shout.
I need my baby she know what I''m about.

Now I lay me Down to sleep,
I pray the lord my soul to keep,
If I die before I wake,,
I pray the lord my soul to take,
And keep it safe waiting for me at heavens gates.

My past was worse then the present
My heart got robbed like seven eleven,
Shotgun to the heart, now its in heaven
But im still here in hell.
Home is where the hate is
And the world is where my fate is.
So let me hop out my window
Take a drag of some indo
And call up my kenfolk
To let them know the old me is gone,
Jamal was reborn in this song,
Now we need to change the world,
So we can all get along
Crush up the past
And smoke it from our peace bong.

I pray for peace.
I pray for joy.
I pray for all the abused little boys
Because I''ve been there,
And no life isn''t fair
I know how it feels to have no one care.
Just a dad who hits you and swears.
But hold your head up young man.
Don''t worry its all gods plan.
To show you some pain
So then when you see the otherside
It''s love and your heart is above.

I wish you knew
The pain you put me through
My mental scars are evidential proof,
And the sadness in my voice is the lyrics to the booth,
I couldn''t be anything but the truth
And better then you
My goal is to become a better man
Not a thirty year old kid, who can take care of his shit. I''m gonna take responsibility for my son and let him know he''s my number one, my young gun, this is to my unborn son.
I''m going to guide you right,
Make you my shining light
Your personality will be so bright
People will have to squint
Even at night,

Now I lay me Down to sleep,
I pray the lord my soul to keep,
If I die before I wake,,
I pray the lord my soul to take,
And keep it safe waiting for me at heavens gates.


© By younggreekz On 8/10/2010 12:22:18 AM
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