Scott Styles - Pray For Me lyrics
(Talking:Judge) In the case of The state of Florida vs George Zimmerman, the verdict we the jury find George Zimmerman not guilty (Verse 1:D-Mac) Cops give a damn about a negro Pulla trigger, k** a n***a, he a hero Man I can't breathe My teeth feigning for something sweet sh** I just want a arizona to drink, a bag of skittles to eat KD finna win mvp, Its halftime, and to past time A walk to the store is how the world will be remembering me Because I got followed, and wasn't even sending a tweet You'll realize by the end of this beat That I am Trayvon Martin, I am Freddie Gray Eric Gardner, Michael Brown, each & everyday No acting, this that Fred Hampton mentality bruh Hope the angels looking after me bruh Cover me and my little brother God, the odd's are stacked against us cause of skin color f** the world cause it never did love us Paranoid when I walk the block Gotta watch for ops, and watch for cops sh** they k**ed my n***a D-Roy the same way that they murdered Walter Scott Should I even leave the house or not? Someody (Chorus: Blade) Pray for me I'm in these streets, pray for me Im in these streets, pray for me Cause I got beef, with n***as that's hating on me And the police, so I gotta carry my heat, Pray for me Pray for me…. Pray for me..Im in these streets pray for me (Excerpt: Woman screaming Don't beat him up! Don't beat him up!) Cause I got beef, with n***as that's hating on me And the police, so I gotta carry my heat, Pray for me (Verse 2: D-Mac) Streets got no love for a n***a huh? take more than they ever give Get a little money now they wanna k** you huh? why you can't let a n***a live? White vs black and black vs. black No matter if he got a badge or serve crack out traps Nobody in the world got my back im trapped My back been stabbed, this country's a joke but mac not laughing Please pray for me (Chorus: Blade) Pray for me I'm in these streets, pray for me Im in these streets, pray for me Cause I got beef, with n***as that's hating on me And the police, so I gotta carry my heat, Pray for me Pray for me…. Pray for me..Im in these streets pray for me Cause I got beef, with n***as that's hating on me And the police, so I gotta carry my heat, Pray for me (Verse 3: Blade) Murder after murder man this sh** is real Feeling like a modern day Emmit Till Try to watch the news another brother k**ed Will these crackers ever let a n***a live?? (Excerpt: Ice Cube) The stereotype is that young, young blacks that dress a certain way is g**ners, thats what we're dealing with, and its unjust (Blade) I smell the blood in the air I saw the stains in the street I feel the whips in the chains I saw em hanging from trees Nobody feeling our pain Beat us then treat us like we ain't the same Say change on the way but they telling me lies Feel like no one's on my side Pray for me Nobody like my kind, and I don't know why (Please pray for me) Some nights I cry, I could've lost my mind (Please pray for me) Lord know's I try, so before I die Pray for, Please pray for me, Please pray for me