Pray For Me

Pray for me
*Scream*

[Verse 1: SLYTE]
Baby I'm blessin' ya
Reverend please don't undermine this healing
Killing takin' too much energy, I need this to compel me
Jesus help me, think this flow is straight from hell
Shit it might melt me
Kept it 100 with my brothers, and shit they felt me
Niggas dealt me fuckin' wrong, and now my cards right
That's why my SLYTE be slightly different from what you think snappin', right
That's how shit get slightly twisted when that bitch stop actin' right
She in for the pipe, I'm in for the mic
I got to make it, ain't no might's
Nigga, 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
(Nigga, tape me)
When you see me on this mic, ya better pay me
(Nigga, pay me)

[Chorus: SLYTE]
My last dollar, my last dime
Nigga just pray for me
My last call and my last rhyme
Nigga just pray for me
Nigga don't play with me
Ain't none of this straight with me
Niggas ain't okay with me
Nigga just pray for me

[Verse 2: Matt Black]
Mind this shit, it take time to refine this shit
The whole squad on some mindless shit
Get violent, bitch it's Cyrus
Switch the Honda to a 'Rari if I'm drivin' bitch
Virgin Mary hop out
This dick, 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' fuck 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 shit, rad shit
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 shit, rap shit
Take it back shit
Pack it for the ones that's lackin' passion
Jot it down, Back Crib on the map shit
Rerun a tap shit
(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'
Nigga got the dope shit, so I slip him the 50
Got ya bitch on it, so I'm grippin' her titty
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 nigga quick
You ain't heard, check my rhymes
I been grindin', on my shit
You ain't know, nigga 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
Fuck 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, fuck another bitch 'cause you think with your dick
Touch what's mine and I'm catchin' a fit
You ain't earn this shit, bitch you makin' me sick
Got half a mind to find niggas that plot on my grind
And slap 'em right dead in they shit
Backhouse 'bout to blow, so
Guess you can say that I detonate shit
I dedicate this to all them niggas stackin' money
Get it 'til ya rich
Honey bunnies to, w-work that, or twerk that shit
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
Nigga say he wanted 1 pill, then he copped 3
Said she wanted 1 dick, 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 fuckin' man
Pass the torch, we gon' scorch the land