Thugs Prayer, Pt. 2
God bless the soldiers,
We lost out in the field
When you was killed
It was Allah's will
We part your pill with large steel
You left a big pair of Clarks to fill
We flipped the hard still
And watched you cartwheel
Parked the Civil on the dark hill
Feel the wind chill
The pill of imbecile like Seal
Blood out the pen spill
I chill by the window sill
Think about mils
I'm on a no frills, niggas heels
The dillingers reveal but not on film
I print the literature with zeal, appeal
Sniff the cocaine hill off a bill, it's surreal
With chopsticks lift the eel with skill
The deal was to keep the pitcher fill
My signature was written on the bill
They Fisher Price mic grippers
Tip them light like strippers illicit
Two piece chicken with the biscuit
This is simplistic
I had the iron in my fist when I enlisted
I was twisted off of strawberry cough
The Pelle's very soft
The Pirelli's on course
I'm heavy with the floss
Cock sucker get lost
Grind hard for the paper
This is tip of the glacier
Sip the Henny without the chaser
Piss on the city from the skyscraper
Face your fears
Your prayers fell on deaf ears
We parked the yacht by the pier
And shot the deer
My bitch rock the weird Moncler
Resemble Pam Grier
My vision is clear
I sip the Everclear
My wounds is severe
My skin is unfair
The fair make the rare gun flare
Shit your underwear
Can't steal my thunder
You's a fucking square
And I swear I shed a thug's tear
Say a thug's prayer
We lost out in the field
When you was killed
It was Allah's will
We part your pill with large steel
You left a big pair of Clarks to fill
We flipped the hard still
And watched you cartwheel
Parked the Civil on the dark hill
Feel the wind chill
The pill of imbecile like Seal
Blood out the pen spill
I chill by the window sill
Think about mils
I'm on a no frills, niggas heels
The dillingers reveal but not on film
I print the literature with zeal, appeal
Sniff the cocaine hill off a bill, it's surreal
With chopsticks lift the eel with skill
The deal was to keep the pitcher fill
My signature was written on the bill
They Fisher Price mic grippers
Tip them light like strippers illicit
Two piece chicken with the biscuit
This is simplistic
I had the iron in my fist when I enlisted
I was twisted off of strawberry cough
The Pelle's very soft
The Pirelli's on course
I'm heavy with the floss
Cock sucker get lost
Grind hard for the paper
This is tip of the glacier
Sip the Henny without the chaser
Piss on the city from the skyscraper
Face your fears
Your prayers fell on deaf ears
We parked the yacht by the pier
And shot the deer
My bitch rock the weird Moncler
Resemble Pam Grier
My vision is clear
I sip the Everclear
My wounds is severe
My skin is unfair
The fair make the rare gun flare
Shit your underwear
Can't steal my thunder
You's a fucking square
And I swear I shed a thug's tear
Say a thug's prayer
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Writer(s): Rahkeim C Meyer
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