Prayin'

I pray for my
I'm praying for my
I'm praying

I pray for my enemies
No malicious tongue formed against me can prevent me
From ventilation, action
Stop yapping all that whack shit
My saliva spit like holy water
Bread I get the eucharist
And you can bet
Kids hear this shit start babbling
Start chattering
Take ya lips off of my chalice kid
Might poison wine with your malice and
I cannot lie

I'm
Praying to the trinity
Work ethic infinity
And beyond
Begone
Like fig tree
So be this the case
I come to the battle with a knife and a fork
Chilling like its the last supper, and I'm hungry of course
Wielding on my last pen likes its a wand of some sort
Contortionist competition
Y'all really tryna just fit in
Walking through tribulations I find that y'all was sitting
Cynical, biblical, impetus, nigga this that red sea
Moses tongue on me
Apostle paul appalled with the shit I be writing
Had to cut the beat and make sure y'all enlightened...



Credits
Writer(s): Andy Rondon
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