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Slaughterhouse lyrics : "Pray (It's a Shame)"

[Intro: Joe Budden] Lord..
Please continue to guide, direct, and protect my ^!$$%z
From the world, and from themselves


[Chorus: Joe Budden]
Lord can you please shine that light on your sons

They sent you a million prayers, you
ain't answered near one
("Ohh, it's a shame, baby baby") it's a shame

I'm down on both knees, Father talk to 'em please
All you put 'em through is pain, but will it ever cease?
("Ohh, it's a shame, baby baby") What a shame


[Joell Ortiz]
Yowwa! What up world? I'm Joell

Sixth floor, project door, broke bell
Only child, no brother, no sis
Moms runnin out the door to go sniff

My highwater pants don't fit
Afro growin all wild, no pic man
("Ohh, it's a shame, baby baby")

Is what my teacher said for class pics
My pops? I don't know where he at
He left one day, he said he'd be back

The stove keep me warm in the winter
I'm tired of Beefaroni for dinner
My grandmoms got a bad liver

I'm just watchin her fade away
Man, I don't know what else to say
So at the end of every day I pray, I say


[Chorus]
[Royce Da 5'9"]

What up world? I'm the !#@(
I'm headed to Hell in a hand-basket
I pop pills, abuse liquor and kill ^!$$%z

When I die, God ain't gon' judge, he gon' deal with us
that's why them reckless quotes come with my drama
My pops while !@%!e-infested,### in my momma

("Ohh, it's a shame, baby baby")
I know, right?
For those nights that I was havin them seizures

For those mornings that I was havin trouble breathin
C'mon listen; I was only a fo'-pound baby
So I grew up into grown and went fo'-pound crazy

Daddy was gangsta, mommy was passive
Boxin gloves for Christmas, I needed classes
My daddy beat our $$#, that's probably why we $$#assins

But he'll do anythang for me; Joey pray for me

[Chorus]


[Crooked I]
What up world? I'm a lost soul

Challengin the devil standin at the crossroads
I just shot a dirty snake with my. 38
He shot me too, now I'm waitin at the Pearly Gates

I seen the angel Gabriel and I came real
A lame tried to kill me, so I aim steel
("Ohh, it's a shame, baby baby")

Ask God is that somethin that he can't feel
I had a six-shot popper and I brought it with me
I put his thinkin cap somewhere he

never thought it would be
I didn't son him, he's a daughter to me
Instead of hangin with thugs he's

slangin drugs, shoulda got a
college degree
But growin up in the hood'll leave your mind baffled

We put haters in the past like time travel
that's my murder story, I'm past purgatory
I need prayer though, Joey put a word in for me


[Chorus]

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