LowF! - PML lyrics

[Hook: Therapy] I pray to God - protect my life (x8) [Verse 1:Therapy] It seems like everyday another n***a pa** away Partner saying pa** the 'K Send him off to pastor Dae Bow our heads and then we pray, that we see another day They done let me out that cell, all that money mama paid I looked at my cell mate And I told him keep it sane Do that time and hold your head I'll meet you outside that gate Help me lord to find a way Cause they got us bound in chains Proclamation was a lie, to this day we all are slaves And it don't even matter background or your race But we notice everyday another n***a hit the grave So I bow my head Get on my knees and pray I don't wanna be another n***a laying in the grave I don't wanna be another picture on a shirt I dont wanna be buried in dirt, six feet underneath the turf I don't wanna be inside a box inside a church I don't want a candle lighting 'til it's time to leave this earth [Hook: Therapy] [Verse 2: Therapy] I'll never die by the hands of another man Machete by my side like I'm in the motherland These crackers k**ing us, in the name of Uncle Sam They cotton soft let's show them what we do to little lambs We really slaves so they got the shackles on our hands I'm bound to it, breaking free is everybody plan They never liked Obama cause he is a black man So they k** Americans and blame it all on Pakistan (fu*k THAT) my mama raised me to never be a b**h Pops told me don't grab a gun Beat these n***as with your fist Shooting star lets make a wish Wish I wish a n***a would f** the world, k** em all We would do it if we could Last year I was staring down the barrel of a gun Back against wall I ain't even have a place to run I was face to face with the reaper looking in my eyes Since that day I always pray, please lord protect my life [Hook/Outro: Therapy]