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I got a face I make in photographs I tell jokes, they know to laugh I used to hop up on a plane and wear a piece they gotta fold in half No Brooklyn my white manager had to hold the cab I'm on an upward trend, that depend how you hold the graph If the plane going down I'ma blow a bag Man, life is a bitch and I know it, dat I been throwin' all night, I hope she throw it back I pray for vision, I pray for wisdom I pray for weapons against the system I pray for freedom to free the victims To heal the brain, no pain inflict 'em I pray for real, I pray for real I talk to God then wait for real Can't fake the fall, can't fake the feel I pray for fun, I pray for real I pray for y'all (Ah-ah-ah) I pray for y'all (Ah-ah-ah) It was easy when I haven't been on TV And I hadn't seen the CG, how they use it in every movie Everything ain't always PG, sometime it get kinda creepy When you lookin' out the window, you the one holdin' the squeegee You the one who's gon' clean up all of this mess Big ballin' distress SongtexteYou gonna say His name one day, I wish you all the best (Jesus) I give y'all a guess Answer every test All I did was rest, I promise He did all the rest I pray for vision, I pray for wisdom I pray for weapons against the system I pray for freedom to free the victims To heal the brain, no pain inflict 'em I pray for real, I pray for real I talk to God then wait for real Can't fake the fall, can't fake the feel I pray for fun, I pray for real I pray for y'all (I pray, I pray, I pray) I pray for y'all (I pray, I pray, I pray) (Uh, I pray for-) I pray for good days, I pray for bad days (Bad days) I ask for blessings, he sent them that way (That way) I pray for dumb things, I wanted a Bat Cave (A bat cave?) I'd pray for myself but I'm not that brave (I'm not that brave) So I pray for the good days I pray for the bad days I pray for my report card, like "stay away bad grades" (Go away) Go away bad vibes, I pray for my classmates (Go away) I pray that when they walk in, it won't be their last day I had to write this knowin' I ain't talk to God in a minute Feeling depressed, tryna live up to this positive image When in reality everything develops from the negatives Lord, give me strength not to smack all these Confederates ('Cause I'm 'bout to) I pray for vision, I pray for wisdom I pray for weapons against the system (I'm this close) I pray for freedom to free the victims To heal the brain, no pain inflict 'em I pray for real, I pray for real I talk to God then wait for real Can't fake the fall, can't fake the feel I pray for fun, I pray for real I pray for y'all (I pray for real, I talk to God) I pray for y'all (I pray for y'all) Aus Songtexte Mania