Nas, Bravehearts - Pray lyrics

"What we need to be thinkin'
About is the future!
We don't know what's in store tomorrow!
All we can do is just guess!
We want the best for tomorrow
For our family, for our children
For our future
But if we don't get up andact like we want it
We gotta pray to somebody! We
Ain't to tough to pray!
You walkin' around like a gangsta
Gangstas pray! Thugs pray!
Tell me somethin' if you ain't prayin'
Where would y'all be today?
Where would y'all momma be today?
How would you be here?
Somebody prayin' for you, nigga!"

I never thought bein' a man you
Could hang in the end
Facin' life with no parol


And consecut' sentencin'
Got people witnessin'
Your co-defendent snitchin'
Your back against the wall
Your left eye is twitchin'
Loyal ladies usual, a D-and A's the mutual
Scared to face the light of a courtroom site
Racist cops on each side cause
The know I just might
Make a break for the door but
I give it my all if I die in this struggle
Give my momma a call
Cause she always left these jewels:
What goes up must fall
Since I fell dead broke, landed in jail
Refused to face the facts
How wifey skipped to town with the bail
I'm on my own now, V8, far away from home now
Palmer wealth state
The law changes each date
Secret inditements got me knocked
There ain't no price I can pay
To get me the fuck up out this shit
So to Allah I pray for forgiveness - Yes
I sinned and I need to be held
And jail ain't no place a
Black man wanna be killed amen
I only pray when shit is fucked up!
I only pray when my life is lookin' bad luck!
I only pray when I'm
In mothafuckin' handcuffs!
Callin' out for someone, somewhere!
Is there anybody out there?

I look up at the sky
Why do young niggas die?
Felt the stray hit me, somebody stay with me
Fallin' to the ground with the sound
Of a four-pound near me
Bitches screamin', wish I was dreamin'
I fought a thousand gun fights
Near one bullet skipped me
On the morning run to get
My little sisters Rice Krispies
Played the numbers knowin' that I got
My lucky dice wit' me
See some niggas I know I can roll - Uh, uh!
Get them bitches, left all of them broke
Left what they smoke
Hoes yellin', 'Watch ya back!'
But before I could turn around
Before I could I react
Blaow! Blaow! Blaow! Would you
Look at me now? Is this blood that I feel as
I fell to the ground?
Feel like a head shot but
Maybe just grazed my temple
Niggas diggin' in my pockets
Sayin' I just rolled a pimple
Yo, my mouth was movin' but it
Was nothin' I was sayin'
Only if they knew deep inside my mind
I was prayin' amen
I only pray when shit is fucked up!
I only pray when my life is lookin' bad luck!
I only pray when I need his help the most
What?! Callin' out to someone, somewhere!
Yo, is anybody out there?

Ain't nothin' stoppin' me -
Untouchable - Hoes, i fucked a few
Style like The Greatest
Ali - Check what the knuckle do
Rock bubblegoose to mink, big links
Yellow ice, live the ghetto life
'fuck y'all think?
Bravehearted fuck around, get graveyarded
Dearly departed - The word on the street
I'm a target
I ain't runnin', I ain't hidin', I'm ridin'
I be gunnin', y'all be duckin' and divin'
When I come through buckin' this four-fivin'
Revenge you sayin' you gettin'
But shit is gettin' too wild
This lifestyle of sprayin' weapons
So I check out the preacher -
Life is off the meter thoughts of homicide
Tryin' to dodge the reaper
Confessions in a church cause it hurts
Behind a curtain
Nigga talkin' to me, but I ain't certain
Voice sound familiar so I
Pulled the shade back
It was this stupid nigga that
I popped way back
He set me up, he just got to the preist
I tried to reach but he had
His heat pointed my way and said, 'Pray'

"You've got to pray, huh! I mean pray, pray
And when you pray, you got to
Look up to the lord, huh!
You got to look up and you
Got to pray for your children, huh!
You got to pray for that man
In front of the liquor store, huh!
You got to pray for that man on
The corner! He know he doin' wrong
But somebody gotta pray for him
Huh! You know we doin' wrong
But we gotta pray for ourselves!
You know we are headin'
To this new millennium
Goddamnit! They say a comet is comin'
To this world by the year two-thousand
I say it's God! It's up to you
To pray to that higher power higher
Than yourself and humble yourself and, and
And beg for forgiveness cause it
Comes back to you!
A man told me that while he was in jail
All he did was pray
All he did was stay in his
Jail cell and pray to God"