Letra de Mama's Prayers
Don't care about the devils plan, here I am
Take me out, I ain't scared, no weapon formed against me prosper, amen
Wasn't dealt a shitty hand, but shit just happens gotta roll with it
Take me out, I ain't scared, no weapon formed against me prosper, amen
Wasn't dealt a shitty hand, but shit just happens gotta roll with it
My old man was a good man 'til them demons got a hold of him
And now, you throwin' sin at me, he's Christian, why's he cussing?
I'm just talkin', sorry, maybe you ain't part of this discussion
'Fore you judgin', lookin' down at where I'm at, look how far I climbed
Can we stop and celebrate, I made it out a life of crime?
Used to break em down to dimes, friends approaching me like fiends
How the hell, I'm supposed to tell that testimony squeaky clean?
I done seen shit you ain't seen, I done did shit you ain't done
Got in young, traded off my skateboard for my first gun, yup
Daddy like to sip them booze
Almost tripped on Daddy's shoes
But my God is for me, only thing that I can't do is lose
Mama cried herself to sleep
Son ain't playin' by them rules
But my God is for me only thing that I can't do is lose, baby
I went from sinner to a winner, from a winner to the champ
Not 'cause I ain't fall, 'cause I learned how to get up off my back
That's a fact, sinner to a winner, winner to the champ
Hell and back, without my mama's prayers, Lord knows where I'd be at, yah
Now, I lay me down to sleep
Mama's prayers echoin' in my head, while I'm rollin' down the street
I got that pistol in the glovebox, prayin' they don't make me reach
And honestly, I'd rather box, but these cowards afraid of beatings
Anxiety, testin' my sobriety
Flippin' thru the news, witnessing New Testament on my TV
Don't make 'em like they used to, I feel bad for our society
I pray my generation ain't the last one of a dyin' breed
What happened to America?
You talk about one nation under God they try to bury ya
I said, what happened to America?
Mama, I know God hear you, so I pray you say a prayer for us
Daddy like to sip them booze
Almost tripped on Daddy's shoes
But my God is for me, only thing that I can't do is lose
Mama cried herself to sleep
Son ain't playin' by them rules
But my God is for me, only thing that I can't do is lose, baby!
I went from sinner to a winner, from a winner to the champ
Not cause I ain't fall, 'cause I learned how to get up off my back
That's a fact! Sinner to a winner, winner to the champ
Hell and back, without my mama's prayers, Lord knows where I'd be at.. Yay!
And now, you throwin' sin at me, he's Christian, why's he cussing?
I'm just talkin', sorry, maybe you ain't part of this discussion
'Fore you judgin', lookin' down at where I'm at, look how far I climbed
Can we stop and celebrate, I made it out a life of crime?
Used to break em down to dimes, friends approaching me like fiends
How the hell, I'm supposed to tell that testimony squeaky clean?
I done seen shit you ain't seen, I done did shit you ain't done
Got in young, traded off my skateboard for my first gun, yup
Daddy like to sip them booze
Almost tripped on Daddy's shoes
But my God is for me, only thing that I can't do is lose
Mama cried herself to sleep
Son ain't playin' by them rules
But my God is for me only thing that I can't do is lose, baby
I went from sinner to a winner, from a winner to the champ
Not 'cause I ain't fall, 'cause I learned how to get up off my back
That's a fact, sinner to a winner, winner to the champ
Hell and back, without my mama's prayers, Lord knows where I'd be at, yah
Now, I lay me down to sleep
Mama's prayers echoin' in my head, while I'm rollin' down the street
I got that pistol in the glovebox, prayin' they don't make me reach
And honestly, I'd rather box, but these cowards afraid of beatings
Anxiety, testin' my sobriety
Flippin' thru the news, witnessing New Testament on my TV
Don't make 'em like they used to, I feel bad for our society
I pray my generation ain't the last one of a dyin' breed
What happened to America?
You talk about one nation under God they try to bury ya
I said, what happened to America?
Mama, I know God hear you, so I pray you say a prayer for us
Daddy like to sip them booze
Almost tripped on Daddy's shoes
But my God is for me, only thing that I can't do is lose
Mama cried herself to sleep
Son ain't playin' by them rules
But my God is for me, only thing that I can't do is lose, baby!
I went from sinner to a winner, from a winner to the champ
Not cause I ain't fall, 'cause I learned how to get up off my back
That's a fact! Sinner to a winner, winner to the champ
Hell and back, without my mama's prayers, Lord knows where I'd be at.. Yay!
