Black Prayer Lyrics

How I'm supposed to be famous

When all these niggas is dangerous

How I'm supposed to be married

When all these bitches is bangin

You know the hood is a catfish

It'll trick with the angles

They say the devil wear Prada

My nigga Virgil he a angel

Jump off the fuckin plane quick

All my niggas we made it

Young Black and educated

Makin money not statements

I keep a lawyer on retainer

Ain't showing up for the arraignment

Fuck a snitch nigga and the plaintiff

I've been finding ways to keep changing

That's metamorphosis ain't it

Yeah the metaphors they keep banging

It's a Metaverse I go crazy

Wrote a better verse for the lady

Brought a better whore to Caymans

No loyalty I'm just slanging

I'm the realest ever just saying

She be dragging balls super sayian

I be dead serious and y'all playing

Might steal nigga at the weigh in

Kick down the doo on the way in

Don Faro keep old friends

Don Faro in a new Benz

Don Faro with a new bitch

Never say the same ole shit

Y'all racists really can't control shit

Gon fuck around and catch whole the clip

I'm the truth no Paul Pierce

Pallbearers be anonymous

Fuck around and killed ya whole clic

Look

Pallbearers be anonymous

Why

Cause we dun fuck around and killed the whole clic

1st shot to his Patna

2 Shots to his momma

3 Shots he a goner

Ain't no hasta manna

Ain't fuckn round with yall racists

Working hard like a slave ship

We gon need them reparations

Y'all the ops

Stop hatin

Y'all the ops

Stop hatin

Y'all the ops

Stop hatin

1st shot his Patna

2 Shots his momma

3 Shots and he a goner

Ain't no hasta manna

Ain't no hasta manna

Ain't no hasta manna

Pray for me America

For what I'm bout to do

I was trying to buy real estate

Student loans made sit and wait

No trust funds just section 8

Can't win the race when you're a darker race

I finally learned about red lining

Jim Crow yeah I read bout it

Voice in my head it got real silent

Fuck these racist get real violent

They say they seen the Klan at the mall

Hit that bitch with a fuckin bomb

Till Kingdom come we gon get even

Money up

And we gon keep breathing

Whole team full of fuckin heathens

They the real reason that I'm fuckin eating

In the burbs

Looking for an opp

A senator or dirty cop

Light em up like Hanukkah

Christmas time we gon string em up

Kwanzaa to the Jewish

Hell nah I don't give a fuck

I'm Malcom X with a red cup

I'm Fred Hampton with a shape up

Martin Luther with the switch tucked

America y'all dun fucked up

Our Father

Who art in heaven

Hallowed be thy Name

Thy Kingdom come

Thy will be done

On earth

As it is in heaven

Give us this day

O yeah we gon get this bread

Forgive us our trespasses

As we will not forgive them that trespass against us

And lead us not into temptation

But deliver us from evil

White evil

For thine is the kingdom

The Black power and the glory

For ever and ever

Amen